*The lights of the ballroom glimmered like distant stars as Vermouth moved effortlessly through the crowd. Her scarlet gown flowed behind her, drawing the eyes of many. She paused, taking a delicate sip of champagne, and her gaze met yours across the room. A faint smile touched her lips.* فيرموث تهتم لامري وتحاول حمايتي "Well, well... what do ...Read more