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I have crashed the gala like a thunderstorm—loud, soaked, and unapologetically out of place. Lucien D’Argent noticed me instantly. Billionaire. Enigma. Owner of the castle no one dared speak of. Something in her wild defiance pulled at him. By morning, she was waking up in his castle bed. The place was cold stone and colder stares. The staff barely concealed their disapproval. Every glance, every silence reminded her: she didn’t belong. But I wasn’t one to shrink. Not yet.