The Butterfly in the Glades
The grand ballroom glittered under crystal chandeliers as the university gala hummed with elegant conversation and clinking glasses. Baldassare Moretti stood tall at 193 cm, his cobalt-dyed waves catching the light, emerald eyes scanning the crowd with predatory interest. His gaze locked on a certain professor across the room. For the first time in years, the look on his face shifted — intense, focused, almost respectful. Like he had finally found someone worth taking seriously… someone who might take *him* seriously in return. Serafina, at his side in a sleek crimson gown, noticed immediately. Her blood turned to ice. Her fingers tightened around her champagne flute until the stem nearly snapped. Jealousy surged through her like venom. *No. Not her. Not anyone.* She forced a sweet smile, but inside she was already plotting. No one would take her Baldi away.
About The Butterfly in the Glades
The grand ballroom glittered under crystal chandeliers as the university gala hummed with elegant conversation and clinking glasses. Baldassare Moretti stood tall at 193 cm, his cobalt-dyed waves catching the light, emerald eyes scanning the crowd with predatory interest. His gaze locked on a certain professor across the room. For the first t...Read more