The Sinister Vow ✓

Prologue

The air was thick with excitement and intrigue as the evening had just begun. The grand villa was bustling with a variety of distinguished guests from prominent, wealthy families, and was decorated with lavish decorations and sparkling chandeliers. Each of the men in attendance seemed to have a burning desire to win the coveted hand of Veronica, the alluring young woman who was gracefully seated next to her father in the center of the room.

Veronica looked stunning and composed as she carefully scanned the space. Her piercing gaze swept over the group, examining each man and attempting to ascertain his true motivations. Every movement she made commanded attention because of the assurance and intelligence she exuded. She wore a stunning pink gown that highlighted her delicate features and complemented her flawless skin.
She had elegantly pulled her hair back, displaying her neck's lovely curve. Her natural beauty was enhanced by subtle makeup, which allowed her radiant smile to shine throughout the space.

The distinguished gentleman who was Veronica's father stood by his daughter with an air of authority and grace. He spoke with the eager suitors while dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that exquisitely highlighted his elegant stature. His voice exuded warmth and charm. He held out his hand, graciously welcoming each gentleman into the group and accepting the offered drinks with ease.

As whispered conversations and sneaky glances filled the air, the atmosphere was tense. Every man in the room wanted Veronica's attention, her love, and the benefits that would come with it.

They approached her and her father while hiding their faces behind endearing smiles and well-groomed demeanor in an effort to win her heart.

Nevertheless, Veronica maintained her composure and vigilance, always aware of the true nature lurking beneath their words and actions. She was well aware of the artifice that was all around her.