Chapter 37 Siren

• Chapter 37.The Siren’s Dance
• The club was alive with energy, the music pulsing through every corner of the room, its heavy bass line vibrating through the floor and straight into Amanda’s body. The crowd was thick, the air filled with the mingling scents of expensive cologne, spilled drinks, and a hint of something darker—desire, lust, and the intoxicating thrill of the night. For Amanda, the world outside these walls didn’t exist. Here, she was free from all the complications that had been suffocating her, if only for a few fleeting hours.
• The red dress Henry had insisted she keep clung to her body like a second skin, accentuating every curve and making her feel more powerful, more alive, than she had in a long time. The diamonds around her neck glittered under the strobe lights, catching the eyes of everyone who looked her way. And they were all looking.