Ariel spent the next day recovering, her body still weak but no more pain. The housemaids took extra care of her, ensuring she had everything she needed.

Yet, despite their efforts, she couldn’t shake off the brewing anxiety about the upcoming party.

Johny had been vague about the details, but she knew better than to assume it was just a social gathering. In his world, nothing was ever simple.

By the evening, a knock on her bedroom door broke her from her thoughts. The door opened, and a maid stepped in, carrying a box in her hands.

“Madam, Mr. Lucas asked me to bring this to you.” she said, and...