Tension pervaded the night air, the kind that persisted long after the storm had passed. Tonight, however, the storm was building inside the magnificent walls of the Kingston Estate, as New York's elite assembled for what was ostensibly a masquerade party. Betrayals danced in the shadows, friendships changed, and secrets hid beneath the glittering masks and flowing champagne.Anita Grant watched the sleek black automobile come up the marble driveway, adjusting the tiny black mask that covered half of her face. Like its occupants, the estate was imposing and towering, resembling an ancient beast. Anita, however, was not the innocent young woman who had formerly shied away from this world. She had learnt to play their game, to survive. She wasn't here tonight to plead for approval, either. She had come to ruin them.Nathan Grant, wearing a well-tailored black tuxedo, stood next to her and radiated sheer authority. Anita was aware that his angular features were unreadable and fri
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