Chapter 343: Allison had every intention of rattling Kellans calm facade.

We need to pick up the pace, she insisted, her voice cutting through the rhythm of the music.

Under the dim, flickering lights at the far edge of the dance floor, their movements felt awkward, as if the very air around them was pushing against them.

Her hand, once resting innocently on his shoulder, slid slowly down to the small of his back.

Mr.

Lloyd, youre falling behind, she teased, her tone daring.

In that moment, it was clear Allison was in charge.

Kellan leaned forward just as she looked up.

Their faces drew so close that her lips nearly grazed his chin.

There was a faint fragrance in the air between them, something like wildflowers mingling with gardenias.

Kellan caught a whiff of it, wondering if it was merely the scent of alcohol blending with the heady tension in the room.

The spot where Allison touched him stirred something in Kellan, a place where the slightest pressure sparked sensitivity.

He tightened his grip on her hand, his chest rising and falling more heavily as he tried to suppress the urge to draw in a sharp breath.

As the music swelled to its crescendo, the dancers around them began switching partners, a fleeting change in tempo.

Allison, there you are! Gordons voice cut through, his entrance as effortless as the beat of the music.

He glided toward them, his movements graceful, half of his face obscured by a black feathered mask.

His joy was palpable, evident in the sparkle of his bright, clear eyes.

It radiated a bold, exuberant energy.

But Kellan refused to let go of Allisons hand.

both Kellan and Allison stiffen, their

surging through Kellans veins,

know your place, Kellan said coldly, his

too slow, he

switch is

again, everyone seamlessly exchanging partners as

offer a reply, the crowd swept him away, pulling him far

words were left hanging in the

Gordon out of sight, Kellan held on to Allison, moving in sync with

to the

here, the dimness punctuated

leaned down and

making

tinge of frustration at how easily he let go of his

lost your mind? There was something reckless about him tonight, and an unmistakable sense of danger in the air, something

a silent declaration that he had no intention of

claiming her space,

tilted her head back, breaking free for

a glimpse of them now, it

had no desire to become the subject of

So, they pulled apart.

the kiss lingered on her lips, like an imprint that refused

Kellan murmured her

gravelly, as if the last notes of a song were hanging in the air, just before they

the music itself had carried his words away on a

Ive lost, he confessed, his dark

his

had crumbled into nothing more

grip on her hand, taking a

to dance with

said, his voice tight with tension, theres

was offering her a

control he had left, dangling precariously before the point of

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255