Chapter 55 The Thin Line Between Power And Ruin

• Gunfire shattered the night, a vicious crack that tore through the elegance of the gala. Screams erupted as chandeliers swayed, crystal shards raining onto the marble floor. Mariana barely registered the chaos before Diego’s strong arms wrapped around her, yanking her down behind an overturned table.
• Her breath hitched. The scent of gunpowder burned her nostrils, mixing with the intoxicating remnants of cologne and expensive wine.
• “Stay down,” Diego growled, pressing a firm hand against her back as he peeked over the edge. His sharp, calculating eyes scanned the upper levels.