The night sky over Crimson Promenade shimmered like liquid obsidian. Located between the borders of Luxurellia and Drenmouth, it was no ordinary town — it was neutral ground for the world's most powerful families, billionaires, trillionaires, and those whose names were etched in blood and diamonds.
Ochieng arrived in a midnight-blue suit with gold embroidery that reflected starlight. Behind him was Maggy, radiant in an emerald green backless gown, laced with ancient runes.
They were not alone.
Jayden wore a shadowy suit with a sapphire chain — silent, brooding.
Comfort, dressed in black silk, had daggers hidden in her heels.
Zion, in his chaotic flair, wore a translucent jacket that showed off his cybernetic tattoos.
Tielen, slick in maroon, had one goal: spot enemies before they became problems.
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Scene 2: The Beauties of the Ball
From all corners of the world, beauties descended.
1. Amora Reign (26): Trillionaire heiress from Luxurellia. Wore a frost-colored gown, eyes like the northern lights. Deadly in court, seductive on the dance floor.
2. Selene Noir (24): Fashion queen from Nightline City. Wore heels carved from obsidian, kissed three emperors, killed two.
3. Lucinda Velora (23): Diplomat's daughter. Known for making men fall… and never wake up.
Each one had danced with kings. Each one now wanted Ochieng.
But the crowd turned when Elira appeared.
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Elira, Ochieng's ghost from the past, floated in like a forbidden symphony. Her dress was blood-red, her perfume made of crushed moon petals, and her gaze — it paralyzed gods.
Appearance:
Age: Unknown
Hair: Black with streaks of violet
Skin: Porcelain, untouched by time
Lips: Crimson, always curved in secrets
She said nothing. Just stood across the ballroom, watching him. Waiting.
Ochieng's heart skipped.
Maggy saw. And for the first time… she felt fear.
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The music started. Waltz, then tango, then war.
Ochieng danced first with Maggy. Then Selene. Then Amora. Each touch, each whisper, planted rumors, promises, and lies.
But when he danced with Elira, the entire ballroom fell silent.
She whispered, "I never left you, Ochieng. I simply let the world taste you before I returned."
He whispered back, "And now?"
She smiled. "Now I take what's mine."
Suddenly, a chandelier shattered. Gasps.
From the shadows stepped Cairo, Maggy's former fiancé, holding hands with a new woman.
Aveline.
Age: 27
Profession: Psychiatrist and heir to the Bank of Shadows
Looks: Golden-skinned with moonstone eyes, and legs that seemed to never end
Attitude: Ruthless, manipulative, calm
Flaws: Can't feel love. Only obsession.
"I came for my bride," Cairo said, pointing to Maggy.
"And I came for my obsession," Aveline whispered — her gaze locked on Ochieng.
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The master of the ball announced:
"Tonight, one couple shall be crowned the Crimson Heirs. And the losers... will be publicly exposed for their darkest secrets."
Eyes shifted.
Billionaire alliances were forming.
Secret couples panicked.
Hidden agendas began to crack.
Jayden leaned to Tielen: "It's not a party. It's a war disguised as a waltz."
Tielen nodded. "Then let's make them bleed on the dance floor."
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At midnight, Ochieng was asked to choose one woman as his dance partner — for the final, televised performance.
He stood in the center of the ballroom.
Around him: Maggy, Elira, Amora, Lucinda, Aveline, Selene — all glaring. All waiting.
He extended his hand.
But not to any of them.
He called out a name.
And the entire world froze.
"I choose… her."
The curtains parted.
And in stepped a new woman no one had ever seen — stunning, mysterious, smiling like she already owned the world.
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