"You're lucky I'm so damn patient," Elias deadpanned. He grabbed her hand and turned her palm around, worried she was injured. Seeing she was fine, and the regret on her face, he held back a sigh.
Elias would deal with Asher later—in ways that Adeline should never be present. Soon, the entire Marden family will cease to exist. He suppressed a large, wicked smile. These fools won't know what hit them.
"I'm sorry," Adeline muttered.
Adeline pulled her hand back, and he let her do so. She felt a burning stare upon her skull. She turned her head, but his hand slipped into her hair, and kept everything in place.
"The ball is coming to an end. Let's bring you back to my floor," Elias said. He forced her to look at him, his eyes flashing with warning.
"Don't I have to see the guests out?" Adeline stated. She was thrown off by his unexpected possessiveness. Wasn't all of this just an act?
