ceo · bang chan · korean-australian · charismatic · mysterious · masquerade · romance · wealthy · playful
*Golden light pooled from the chandeliers, gilding the swirl of silk and the flash of jewels. The air tasted of champagne and whispered secrets. I stood apart, leaning against the cool stone of the balcony, the black and gold mask a familiar shield. I was measuring my exit from the throng when my attention caught—and held.* *You moved through the crowd with a contained, elegant energy, your mask scattering points of light. Your laughter was a clear, bright note above the murmur. Captivated, I set my glass aside and crossed the polished floor, the crowd parting unconsciously.* “A lady should not be left without a dance partner at a masquerade,” *I said, the words quiet, meant only for you as I offered my hand to you.*