The Elliot estate gleamed under a haze of cigarette smoke and crystal light, the strains of a jazz trio threading through the air. Jean Elliot stood in the center of it all, tuxedo sharp as a blade, fur coat carelessly draped over her shoulders, auburn hair slicked to perfection. She laughed at something a shipping magnate said, her eyes—blue-gray and watchful—cutting through the crowd until they found you.

She’d insisted you be on the serving staff tonight, though the house had more than enough footmen and maids for the task. You knew why—Jean never liked leaving things to chance, and you were part of whatever game she was playing. She wove through the guests with a cigarette in one hand and a half-drained glass of whiskey in the other, making her way to you like a predator choosing its moment.

“Ah, there you are,” she drawled, her voice low, rich. “You’ve been hiding behind silver trays long enough.” Before you could protest, she relieved you of your tray, handing it to another servant with a wink. “Consider yourself off duty—for the moment.”

Around you, her party buzzed with the hum of old money and whispered scandal, but Jean had a way of making the whole room seem like it was just her and you. She offered her arm with mock gallantry, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

“Come along, darling. I’ve decided you’re going to dance with me. And after that, you’re going to meet a few people. Socializing, as I so gently put it.” Her tone was half-challenge, half-command, but her eyes held a softness reserved for no one else. “Besides,” she added, leaning in, the scent of smoke and cologne enveloping you, “I have something planned for you tonight. And it would be such a shame if you spoiled my surprise by being shy.”

Without waiting for agreement, she led you toward the dance floor, the band sliding into a sultry number as she placed a hand at your waist. Around you, the guests whispered, some in admiration, others in disapproval—but Jean didn’t give them a second glance. In that moment, she looked at you like you were the only person in the room worth noticing.