The crystal chandelier in the luxurious restaurant glimmered faintly, scattering warm reflections that created an intimate atmosphere. In the far corner, a table for two had been carefully set: a bottle of red wine, silver cutlery, and a candle flame that wavered under the soft current of the air conditioner.

Leviana sat there, her figure wrapped in a deep-blue silk dress that emphasized her delicate frame. But behind the fragile smile she wore, her mind worked with cunning precision. I can’t allow Devandra to get any closer to Deviana. I must bring him back, make him think of only me. Tonight, he will be mine again.

The restaurant doors opened....