Lana stepped forward, the soft click of her heels echoing across the suddenly quiet space. The crowd instinctively parted for her, their murmurs dying as they watched her graceful figure move toward the dartboard. her expression unreadable, but not a hint of fear flickered in her sharp green eyes.
She turned to face them all, then slowly placed the red apple atop her head with elegant ease, standing perfectly still before the board like she belonged there. The contrast between her poised frame and the heavy silence in the room made the air feel electric. Every camera in the room now pointed at her.
This wasn't just a model standing for a stunt—this was Lana, the most promising up-and-coming name in the modeling world.
If Liam messed this up… even by an inch…
He could ruin her face—and end her entire career.
Everyone knew it. Every onlooker held their breath, not even daring to blink.
But Liam?
He didn't even flinch.
