Chapter 83 Duty Calls

• Night had fully settled over the city, and Darren led Nina to a hidden rooftop speakeasy. The entrance was understated, but as they stepped onto the terrace, the soft glow of string lights and the gentle strains of live jazz welcomed them.
• Nina’s eyes widened, taking in the cozy corner with small tables, plush seating, and a view of the glittering skyline. “You really thought of everything,” she whispered, brushing her fingers over his hand as they walked to a secluded spot. “When did you even have time to plan all these?”
• Darren smiled, sliding his arm around her waist. “Only the best for you. Tonight isn’t about crowds or noise; it’s about us. I can’t be too busy for us.”