Chapter 69. The Beginning of War

Author's POV

The grand chandeliers hanging overhead cast a golden glow across the lavish venue, illuminating the polished marble floors that stretched endlessly beneath Adeline’s heels.

Crystal lights reflected off expensive glass and silver decorations, creating an atmosphere of wealth, power, and influence.

Every corner of the room screamed prestige—the kind reserved only for those who sat at the top of the food chain.

Adeline walked through it all with effortless confidence.

Her fingers rested lightly around Vladimir’s arm, though she could feel the tension beneath his expensive suit.

His muscles were rigid.

His posture was controlled, but she knew him well enough to recognize the signs.

He was nervous.

Vladimir had never cared much for events like these.

He hated being surrounded by powerful people who smiled with their mouths while plotting behind their backs. He hated the fake pleasantries and hidden agend