Starting fresh in New York, Satine Fontaine plunges into a fiery romance with the enigmatic Taehyung. But when a daring decision lands her a job under the city's most coveted bachelor, she's torn between love and ambition. As secrets surface and pas...
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BELLE OF THE BALL Part 1
Satine had attended a bunch of galas before, but never in her life had she planned one.
Amongst the heartbreak and the inevitable drama that entangles itself within a young girls life, Satine found peace in the pleasures of organisation. Fabrics, silverware, incredible ballgowns, it was all she allowed herself to think about over the past week. She needed something time consuming to help her cope with the misery Taehyung had subjected her to.
She had Jimin, of course, who definitely made the chore of breathing just that slightest bit easier. He looked after her in ways no one ever had before—not even Diana. She only wished he had the power to truly save her, but as their relationship developed, so did the need to separate him entirely from her future endeavours.
Only because she cared.
After all, Satine Fontaine was not the type of girl you end up with, not if you have any sense.
Waltzing around the suite Jimin had booked for them, Satine paused in front of the mirror, admiring herself and how everything was slowly falling into place.
Her hair was styled to perfection, deep waves pinned elegantly with a diamond clip. Her makeup was flawless, her face sculpted like fine art, and her lips—glossy and red—the only splash of colour, symbolising everything but purity.
This was the life she had envisioned when she came to New York: luxury, wealth, and happiness. Pure, unadulterated happiness.
In the back of her mind, she knew she couldn't keep living so comfortably if she stayed with Taehyung. There was no denying that he was more broken than ever; well past the point of a mental breakdown. Depressed, alone, jobless, and without financial support. Oh, how the tables had turned.
Part of her savored the reversal. She was back on top, no longer a pathetic little puppy that could only function under the love of their owner. Staring back at her was the real Star, and why was that so bad?
Probably because this wasn't the version of her that Taehyung had fallen in love with.
Who was she kidding? Sure, she'd been distracted this past week, but no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, the crow in her mind kept pecking away. Love had the power to drive even the sanest people mad.
The slight creak of the door made Satine bite down on her lip, instantly recognising his presence. As always, he looked effortlessly handsome in his black tux, chestnut hair swept back. She'd seen him command attention every day, but that night there was something more—a quiet intensity in the way he moved, an air that felt different.
