Chapter 35 Fire

• Victoria adjusted her pearl earrings in the car’s rearview mirror, the sleek black sedan pulling into the driveway of Le Maison, an upscale restaurant known for its exclusivity and frequent high-profile clientele. She smoothed the fabric of her burgundy wrap dress, the plunging neckline and elegant fit striking the perfect balance between sophistication and allure. She wanted to look stunning tonight—calculated, deliberate.
• Zander, seated beside her in a tailored charcoal suit, glanced her way and smirked. “You look like trouble.”
• “That’s the point,” Victoria said, her voice calm but laced with a trace of satisfaction. “Are you sure this is the right place?”