The Saint-Clair penthouse had seen its fair share of high-profile gatherings, but nothing like this.
A private team of event planners moved swiftly through the space, arranging florals, adjusting the lighting, and finalizing every last detail. The air buzzed with precision, a carefully orchestrated display of wealth, exclusivity, and power.
This wasn't just an engagement party.
This was a statement.
The panoramic windows revealed the Paris skyline, glittering against the night sky. Every inch of the penthouse had been transformed, from the towering ice sculpture engraved with their initials to the exclusive champagne flown in from a vineyard that didn't sell to just anyone.
At the center of it all, Sloane stood near the bar, effortlessly coordinating the final touches.
"The guest list is locked," Lena reported, scrolling through her tablet. "A-list celebrities, billionaires, royalty. Everyone who matters will be here."
Sloane nodded, satisfied. "And security?"
