The Party …where being chosen feels better than being free. Written by: Delilah Synn There’s a certain kind of power in being chosen and an even deeper kind in knowing you belong exactly where you’re placed. Tonight wasn’t loud. It wasn’t messy. It was quiet control… soft laughter… heels on polished floors… and obedience that didn’t need to be asked twice. A room full of women who know exactly what they want and the men who understand their place. But you? You were different. You didn’t just follow, you stayed. And when the lights dimmed… when the doors closed… when everyone else disappeared into the night… You were still there. Still mine.