In the ballroom, a sea of silk and satin swirled to a haunting violin. Evelyn felt a hand on her waist. A man in a midnight-blue mask led her into a waltz. He didn't speak, but his eyes—warm and familiar—locked onto hers.
As the clock struck midnight, the tradition began. Masks were raised. Evelyn held her breath as Julian Thorne revealed himself. He gasped, recognizing the girl who had spent the night challenging his wit instead of his wealth.
“I came to fight you for the store,” Evelyn admitted, her voice trembling.Julian looked at the deed in his hand, then back at her. “I think I’d rather have a partner than a tenant.” He tore the paper under the mistletoe. “Merry Christmas, Evelyn.”
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In the ballroom, a sea of silk and satin swirled to a haunting violin. Evelyn felt a hand on her waist. A man in a midnight-blue mask led her into a waltz. He didn't speak, but his eyes—warm and familiar—locked onto hers.
As the clock struck midnight, the tradition began. Masks were raised. Evelyn held her breath as Julian Thorne revealed himself. He gasped, recognizing the girl who had spent the night challenging his wit instead of his wealth.
“I came to fight you for the store,” Evelyn admitted, her voice trembling.Julian looked at the deed in his hand, then back at her. “I think I’d rather have a partner than a tenant.” He tore the paper under the mistletoe. “Merry Christmas, Evelyn.”
