Dominion

When I walked into that glittering masquerade, I didn't expect my life to unravel like a ball of yarn caught in a storm. Sure, I was the outsider, the girl who didn't belong in a world of silk and diamonds, but I never thought I'd become a pawn in a dangerous game of secrets and survival. Then there was him-the prince, the enigma, the man who seemed to hold the answers to questions I didn't even know I was asking. One dance, one cryptic warning, and suddenly, I was tangled in his world-a world where trust is currency and deception is art. But here's the thing: I'm no damsel waiting to be rescued, and if this game has a winner, I'm determined it'll be me. Who am I kidding? I might be out of my depth, but if there's one thing I know how to do, it's survive. Even if it means standing toe-to-toe with the prince who's as infuriating as he is intriguing. So, do I play his game, or do I make my own rules? Guess we're about to find out.