#Book 1 in "Dark Obsessed" series.
"𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃
𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐓"
When two kindred spirits collide, it's not fate-it's a curse; a twisted waltz of lust and longing where love is...
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────༺❁༻──── It was 9 pm on a crisp evening, the sky a deep shade of indigo with a sprinkling of stars. She stepped out of the sleek black car, its engine purring softly as it came to a stop in front of the opulent five-star hotel. The vehicle's tinted windows reflected the twinkling lights of the hotel's facade, creating a sense of symmetry and luxury. As she emerged, her heels clicked against the marble driveway, the sound echoing through the stillness of the night.
The hotel's entrance was a masterpiece of modern architecture, with towering glass panels that reflected the golden evening lights like a mirror. The revolving door, manned by uniformed attendants who stood at attention like sentinels, seemed to spin with a silent fluidity, welcoming guests into the luxurious world within. For someone like her, who had walked into a hundred such places, the grandeur of the entrance was hardly impressive. She had grown accustomed to the finer things in life, and the hotel's opulence was merely a backdrop for her evening.
As she walked through the grand lobby, Adaa exuded confidence and authority, her very presence commanding attention. Her black tailored dress clung perfectly to her curves, accentuating her toned physique and exuding both elegance and dominance. The dress was a masterpiece of design, its intricate patterns and subtle texture catching the light as she moved. Around her neck, a delicate silver pendant glinted, adding a touch of understated sophistication to her overall demeanor.
The lobby itself was a symphony of marble, glass, and chrome, with towering pillars that seemed to stretch up to the sky. The chandeliers above cast a soft, golden glow over the space, illuminating the polished marble floor and casting intricate patterns on the walls. As she walked through this luxurious landscape, her sharp features were bathed in the soft light, her eyes gleaming with a quiet confidence.
A swift nod to the concierge, who stood behind a sleek, black marble desk, and she glanced at the watch on her wrist, its diamond-encrusted face glinting in the light. She was running on schedule, with just a few minutes to spare before her meeting. With a quiet sense of purpose, she made her way toward the private meeting lounge, her heels clicking softly on the marble floor. The lounge was tucked away in a quiet corner of the lobby, its entrance marked by a discreet sign and a pair of gleaming wooden doors. As she pushed open the doors and slipped inside, the soft hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses enveloped her, creating a sense of warmth and exclusivity that was the hallmark of the hotel's elite clientele.
Tonight was no exception. She had a high-stakes meeting scheduled with a renowned investor, one that demanded her absolute focus. She was impeccably dressed in a black tailored gown that hugged her curves, radiating a potent blend of elegance and authority. As she glided through the grand lobby, the chandeliers above cast a warm, golden light on her chiseled features, accentuating her poised demeanor. With a brief nod to the concierge and a swift glance at her wristwatch, she strode confidently toward the exclusive meeting lounge, ready to make a lasting impression.
