Chapter 3: A Dangerous Night
They moved through Vegas together like they owned it.
Clubs. Rooftops. Secret lounges.
He showed her a side of the city no one talked about—the hidden doors, private rooms, whispered deals.
Amara felt alive.
Free.
And dangerously drawn to him.
"What's your name?" she finally asked.
He paused.
"Call me Kai."
It wasn't his real name. She could feel it.
But she didn't push.
Not yet.