Chapter 1: Arrival of Lights
The night Amara arrived in Las Vegas, the city glittered like temptation itself.
Neon lights stretched endlessly, calling her name. Music thumped through the streets, laughter echoed, and strangers moved like ghosts chasing pleasure.
"First time?" the taxi driver asked.
"Yes," she replied, unable to hide her awe.
He smiled, but there was something strange in his eyes.
"Be careful. Vegas doesn't just give… it takes."
Amara laughed—but deep down, something about his words lingered.
She had come to escape her past.
She didn't know she had just walked into something far more dangerous.