Amy Stone
The night drapes over the city like silk. It's terribly dark, glossy, and feels extra dangerous. It feels like one of those nights you'd probably end up dead.
From the back seat of the car, I watch skyscrapers slice through the skyline, their lights pulsing like secrets.
Lucian Gray. The name runs in my mind, heavy with power. Many years back I used to hear rumors about dake lords and Dons, but I never knew I'd end up stepping into their world.
If my father owes Lucian, , then tonight is going to be bloody.
“Is this the place, ma’am?” Lukas asks, slowing the car beside a sleek, black building glowing in red. Dragon Club. The sign flickers like a warning.
“That’s it,” I say, straightening my blazer. “Stay close. If I don’t come out in thirty minutes, you drive away and cal
