CHAPTER FIFTEEN - *NIGHTCLUB INVITE

As the night progressed, Erik remained close to Anna, making sure she always had a drink in hand and guiding her through conversations with his friends. Anna found herself swept up in their world of luxury and excess. They spoke of yacht parties in the Mediterranean, impromptu trips to Paris for lunch, and investments worth more money than Anna had ever imagined. Despite feeling out of her depth, Anna was exhilarated. The champagne buzzed pleasantly in her veins, making her feel bold and carefree. When Erik asked her to dance, she didn't hesitate. On the dance floor, Erik pulled her close, his hand resting on her waist. The music pulsed around them as they moved together, and Anna felt as if they were in their own little bubble, separate from the chaos of the club. "You're full of surprises, Anna," Erik murmured in her ear. "I didn't know you could dance like this." Anna laughed, the sound almost lost in the music. "There's a lot you don't know about me, Erik Fairchild." His eye