Chapter 4 — Masks and Facades

Alexander

Alexander Blackwood adjusted his bow tie, his reflection in the Grand Regency Hotel's lavish bathroom mirror staring back at him with cool detachment. He had donned this mask countless times before—the suave, untouchable billionaire, impervious to the world's judgments. Tonight, however, felt different. Tonight, he had a wife to present to society.

As he exited the bathroom, the click of his polished shoes against marble echoed the pounding of his heart. The low hum of elite conversation grew louder, a familiar symphony of power and pretense. He paused at the ornate double doors, hand hovering over the handle. For a brief moment, he allowed himself to feel the weight of the situation. This wasn't just another business deal. This was Olivia's debut as Mrs. Blackwood, and despite his best efforts to remain emotionally detached, he felt an unexpected twinge of... protectiveness?