The yacht party was in full swing, with champagne flowing and people mingling on the deck. Samantha was there with her friend, Sarah, and they were both dressed to impress in their satin dresses.
As they chatted with some men, a tall, dark-haired woman approached them. Her name was Ava, and she had a commanding presence that drew their attention.
"Ava, what are you doing here?" Sarah asked, surprised to see her.
"I was invited, just like everyone else," Ava replied with a smirk. "But I couldn't resist the opportunity to see you two lovely ladies again."
Samantha felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Ava. There was something about her that was both alluring and dangerous.