Chapter 332: As Kellan rose from his seat, his movements appeared deceptively casual, as though he were simply wiping away the condensation from the table.

But in reality, he held Allisons wrist from above, his whisper brushing against her ear like the murmur of an intimate lover.

Three hours ago, the water in the tub overflowed just like this, he murmured.

His voice, deep and magnetic, carried a calmness that masked something far more dangerous beneath the surface.

Didnt it? he added, wiping her fingertips slowly.

The handkerchief he used quickly absorbed the crystal-clear droplets clinging to her skin.

Allisons fingers were cool and damp, and her pulse quickened under his touch.

His voice softened further, and the warmth of his breath against her ear sent a shiver down her spine.

There was something about hima perfect contradiction between his aloof demeanor and the seductive power he exuded, like a rogue scholar.

He raised her fingers to his lips.

Ms.

Clarke, when you stepped out of the bathroom earlier, drenched like that, it was quite a sight.

Her heart pounded, the sound almost deafening in her ears.

Not far away, under the soft glow of the lights, Ferdinand lingered, oblivious to the tension crackling in the air.

He could approach at any moment.

What had begun as a tease now danced on the edge of something much more incendiary.

Allison tried to pull away, her voice strained.

I… forget it.

Kellan leaned in, capturing her fingertips

from the restrained brush of lips

his lips engulfing her fingers, the warmth of his tongue tracing a slow path

followed by a

Thats alright.

can remember it now, he whispered, his voice low

fingertips, a

to

skin, sticky and warm, conjured images

around them thick

the remnants of tea from

the shadowy light, their actions flirted with the edges of propriety, as if they were courting

a box of tea with a beaming smile, unaware

done quite a

Clarke.

of this box of tea? Ferdinands voice was light, but

can set up more opportunities like this for

held more than one meaningit was an unspoken offer to aid Kellan and Allison in more

a good friend was

the ball is

any needs,

genuine

was more than a casual offer; it was a subtle scheme to pair Kellan and Allison together, for

in balls as ever, I can always go tell… But before

Ms.

indeed be

demeanor unruffled as he looked

discreetly tucked away the tea-stained handkerchief, and everything seemed

would be a hassle to

clearly

he let on, replied, Alright,

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