The tral table was a true masterpiece, made of noble wood and richly decorated. The white liablecloth was impeccably pressed and adorned with fine golden embroideries. The fine por dishes were lined up impeccably, and the silver cutlery gleamed in the delier light.

  The dinner began with a divinely prepared appetizer: fresh scallops served on a bed of spinach with butter and lemon sauce. The delicate fvor of the scallops perfectly plemehe citrusy touch of the sauce, creating a unique gastronomic experience.

  , a main course worthy of a true feast was served. Tender filet Mignon medallions, carefully grilled and apanied by a rich red wiion, ehat each bite was an explosion of fvors. On the side, a sele of seasonal vegetables, cooked to perfe to maintain their inal texture and taste. The Kadman family's sommelier, an expert in fine wines, paired each dish fwlessly.

  Despite the apparent harmony among the four, Damian couldn't feel the genuine happiness one would expe such a special moment. He merely followed the circumstahat surrounded him, as if being carried by an unknown current, aware that this dinner could trigger a series of events that would ge the course of his life.

  As they fihe dinner, Damian held his wine gss, lost in his own thoughts, when he spotted someoering the hall. She walked majestically, as if heading toward the altar. And as he observed her, Damia a mixture of flig emotions.

  On that woman's face, there was a different glow, a unique light that seemed to radiate fidend determination. Her formal, refined, and elegant attire highlighted a beauty that was not delicate but rather strong and secure. Her light brown eyes reflected the depth of her feelings, veying an aura of mystery.

  As the figure approached, Damia as if a romantic suspense soundtrack would arise and intensify as she got closer. It was as if destiny was meticulously weaving the threads of this enter, bringing forth the beginning of a romantic rivalry. The protagonist of the story was there, as was the antagonist.

  But to Damian, this was the universe of romanovels, where it was on to find the csh between good and evil. And Damian realized that this first night would be the start of predestis. No matter how much he tried to resist, the destitra was undeniable.

  Lady Elizabeth: Good evening, my dear Taylor. I hope your meeting with Crice went well. Please join us; we were just about to move to another room for coffee.

  Taylor: (trying to hide her uneasiness) Good evening, Lady Elizabeth. Yes, the meeting was... iing.

  Lady Elizabeth gestures for Taylor to sit on one of the sofas, and Lord Mal ehe room, iing politely.

  Lord Mal: Good evening, Taylor. I hope you had a pleasant evening; is Crice doing well? (extends his hand to greet her)

  Taylood evening, Lord Mal. Yes, it was a good visit; Crice is doing great.

  Adam approaches Taylor, notig her slight tension, and takes the lead.

  Adam: Taylor, let me introduce you to Damián. (indig Damián beside him) Damián, this is Taylor, my assistant responsible for part of the assistaariat.

  Damián: (with a gentle smile) It's a pleasure to meet you, Taylor.

  Taylor: (trying to appear calm) The pleasure is mine, Damián.

  Lady Elizabeth observes the iioween Taylor and Damián with a hint of apprehension, aware of the plexity of the situation, decides not to intervene and crify the events. She sehe atmosphere and decides it's time to dissipate any tension.

  Lady Elizabeth: (with a discreet smile) Well then, Damián, now that you're here with us, I'll take this opportunity to expin why Taylor is staying with us for a few days and the terrible risk situation she's fag.

  A few months ago, Taylor and Crice began to be harassed by a mysterious hacker called Astra. He has been stalking Taylor with stories about another world, blue roses with sparklials, packages always in the same red and white color, and as like FBI, CIA, Area 51, and NASA.

  As Elizabeth narrated the facts about Astra, a giant warning signal lit up in Damián's mind. That damn hacker was looking for him and Aster.

  Lord Mal interjected, mentioning that Astra created a world made only of betas, spies wanting to steal teologies. He was indeed a dangerous being who broke with reality. A few months ago, Astra iaylor's apartment, and sihen, Taylor has been under our prote.

  Damián, with a sympathetic look, turo the protagonist, who seemingly is being targeted in his pce, and said, "What a madness, I'm sorry."

  Looking at Adam, Damián asked, "Is he still at rge?"

  Adam replied, "Yes, he disappeared about two months ago, no more flowers or emails, and he hasn't attempted to approach again."

  While Adam and Mal tinued discussing Astra's harassment, Damián struggled to maintain a calm expression. He couldn't let his emotioray him, but for his own safety overwhelmed him. If someone discovered his true in, it could put him in danger and trigger a series of unwanted events.

  Taken by the urgency to protect himself and uhe mysteries surrounding him, Damián began to think of possible solutions to find the Hacker Astra. Perhaps he could trace the signals left by him, use his unique abilities to track the hacker down and stop him before he caused more harm.

  "To ge the subject's focus, Damiály reached for Lady Elizabeth's hand and said, 'You are so kind and g. I am impressed by your positive and g attitude.'"

  Looking at Taylor, he gave her a big smile and said, "Stay strong, everything will be alright."

  Adam replied, "Yes, he disappeared about two months ago, no more flowers or emails, and he hasn't attempted to approach again."

  The atmosphere in the room became filled with tension and apprehension. Damián realized the gravity of the situation and the importance of proteg Taylor and Crice from any future threat. Fate had uedly brought them together, and now it was time to face the adversities life imposed upon them.

  [In the car]

  The engine purred softly as Damián looked at the nighttime ndscape through the car window, lost in his thoughts. The silenside the vehicle was almost palpable, and Adam, at the wheel, couldn't help but notice the distant expression on Damián's face.

  Adam: (breaking the silence) Are you okay, Damián? You seem thoughtful tonight. Was dinner good?

  Damiáed his gaze from the window and looked at Adam with a faint smile, trying to hide his restlessness and growing a was all because of that damn hacker!

  Damián: Yes, dinner was wonderful, Adam. Your family is great.

  Adam: I'm gd you e. But something seems to be b you. Do you want to talk about it?

  Damiáated for a moment, pting whether he should share anything positive from the ret discoveries with Adam.

  Damián: (deg to open up a bit) Well, it's just that Lady Elizabeth mentioaylor and Crice being stalked by this Hacker Astra. It seems like a really dangerous situation.

  Adam nodded, uanding Damián's and curiosity about the events.

  Adam: Yes, it's a delicate situation. We'll do our best to protect Taylor, as Crice is already uhe care of her own family. The Phillips family has their resources.

  Damián expressed his uainty, "I uand, but this whole story about Hacker Astra seems se. Another world? you even imagine such a thing? The idea of aliens living among us sounds like a tasteless joke. The FBI and NASA, It's truly a bizarre occurrence." What does FBI mean?

  Adam: (worried) Did it scare you?

  Damián: (still somewhat reserved) I'm not sure. It's hard to expin, but I found the eory absolutely crazy.

  Adam: (pg his hand on Damián's shoulder) Don't worry, Damián, I'll always be here to protect you.

  Damián: Thanks, Adam. I'm not worried; I know you're a super Alpha Prime. Put on a e or a tight-fitting outfit with some details, a cape, and voilà, a superhero is born.

  Adam: (Smiling) That's a fantasy; we give it a try!

  "Sure, why not?" Damián said with a curious look and a mischievous smile dang between the words. "I picture you wearing a tight-fitting blue outfit with a big 'S' for Super on your chest, shiny boots, and a flowing red cape."

  Adam let out a tagious ugh. "I don't know; I don't think I have the elegao wear red boots," he joked.

  Damián couldn't tain himself and ughed even more. "Oh, but you would look good in them!" he said. "Everyone would appud and ask for autographs, I'm sure!"

  Damián got out of Adam's car with a rag heart; his mind was still full of the ughter shared with Adam. However, as he ehe apartment, his demeanor ged drastically—damn that hacker, it was all his fault. He went looking for Aster, who should have been home by then, but the pce was strangely silent. Worried, Damián didn't walk, he ran towards his friend's room, calling for him loudly.

  "Aster! Aster, are you there?"

  Adrenaline rushed through his veins, and he felt anxious to share what he had discovered about Astra and how he was trying to locate them. Upon opening the door to the room, Damián began speaking immediately: that damn Ha... but his words died in his throat when his eyes captured the se before him.

  His friend Aster was iogether with Callum, in an intimate position that left Damián pletely embarrassed. His face turned red, and he felt a mixture of surprise. He thought that nothing else would surprise him that night, but he was indeed surprised.

  The se before his eyes was something he didn't exped caught him pletely off guard. His first instinct was to leave the room immediately, and that's exactly what he did.

  The day, Damián impatiently waited for Callum to leave. He o talk to his friend about what he had discovered the night before. It was difficult for him to process everything and have to wait to share the events.

  When Callum finally said goodbye to Aster a, Damián rushed into Aster's room.

  "What happened?" asked Aster, evident in his expression. "Why are you like this?"

  Damián: That damn criminal hacker, we o find him!