Chapter 10 Silent Strokes, Hidden Shadows

Luna's Pov
The reception blurred past me in a whirl of forced smiles and laughter. Dante led me around the grand ballroom, introducing me to powerful men and elegantly dressed women, their eyes gleaming with curiosity. Every greeting, every conversation, felt rehearsed, like I was playing a role in a twisted fairy tale.
Dante was charming, his charisma effortless as he spoke to his guests. His hand stayed on my waist, a commanding reminder that I was his now. Whenever I tripped, he softly held my hand, causing me to continue smiling.