Adrea stirred to the soft sensation of lips brushing against her shoulder. She blinked groggily, lashes fluttering against the morning light, and turned her head slightly to find Aris’s face half-buried in the curve of her neck. With hair now loose and falling around his face, she saw that he was smiling. She could not help but think that he had the air of a man who had everything he wanted right in his arms.“You’re blushing,” he murmured, voice still hoarse with sleep.“I am not,” she protested weakly, immediately averting her face from him.“Yes, you are,” he said with an infuriating grin, brushing his nose against her shoulder. “It’s adorable. Who would’ve thought my darling spunk gets shy in the mornings?”She swatted at him half-heartedly, and he caught her hand, kissed her knuckles.‘I’d like to wake up to this every day,’ he thought, the quiet truth of it settling deep in his chest.Her warmth. Her sleepy pout. The delicate blush that crept up her neck.He dipped in again, capt
He gently held Adrea away from him as he contemplated the moment they were in. He wanted her. The ache in his loins was teetering on the edge of pain, but he held on by the skin of his teeth to the little control he had.“Adrea,” he breathed.The pain clear in his voice, “Are you sure?”She could feel the bulge in his pants. She was sure. She wanted him. Whatever excuses she’d held on to in the past seemed inconsequential. The dam had broken. She leaned forward to kiss him, but he pulled back. He wanted to hear her say it. He did not want any misunderstandings between them. He did not want to put himself in a situation where there would be regret and blame from her end.“I want you,” she said, need keening in her voice.He hesitated. She narrowed her eyes at him.“Why?” she asked him. “Now that I want you, you want to resist?”He opened his mouth to protest, but she moved quickly. She got to her feet and turned. Hands to his clavicles, she pushed him against the couch as she straddled
She did not know how Aris had gotten her off the balcony, through the crowd, and out of the building without people noticing the state she was in. She thought she was in shock. Aris had taken her to his car and told Hunter to take Sofia home. In the passenger seat, Adrea sat numbly. Her mind was refusing to compute what had just happened. Aris took her home and he could have walked her down a plank for all she was aware of.She had the image of meeting Rafael’s eyes and him just walking away. She knew that he did not love her anymore, but this… this was a new low. How could he see her in that position and just leave her? How could he?! The thought sent another wave of aggrieved tears rolling down her cheeks and she couldn’t stop them.Aris, who had gone to the kitchen to get her a cup of coffee, found her with her legs drawn up to her chest and her feet on the couch. She had her arms wrapped around her legs and her cheek on her knees as she silently wept. He had half a mind to go hunt
Felix had been on the balcony for a while now. A glass of whiskey in his hands. He watched it as he swirled the liquid round and round. Watching the vortex that formed in the centre. He ignored the chilly air against his skin. He was oblivious to the air as it ruffled his hair. He glanced up into the ballroom where everyone was in the middle of mingling or was dancing.He had a perfect view of her.Adrea.She stood talking to Rafael — if “talking” was the right word. It was too brief an exchange to be a grand discussion. She stood still, hands loosely clasped in front of her, her posture poised but guarded. Rafael said something. She said something in response and then he seemed to say something short and sharp before he turned away and left her there. When his back was to herm Felix saw the way her expression shifted. It was only for a split second but Felix caught it. He saw the sadness that flickered in her eyes before she masked it. Like a curtain being drawn shut.She smiled. Too
“You’re different with her,” a voice said behind Aris, and he turned around with a raised brow.“I didn’t know you were in attendance,” he replied to the tiny blonde in front of him, “Or even in the country.”She smirked at him—an expression that was unsettlingly familiar.“Yeah, well, your eyes have not been taking in the room today,” the young woman said, a sparkle in her grey eyes.Aris rolled his eyes at her. “I don’t think I can take your sarcasm tonight.”“Well,” the young woman said with a careless shrug, “My date bailed ’cause he’s jetlagged. You have to babysit.”“You have been an adult for more than a decade,” Aris told her. “I am not your keeper.”“I’ll tell Mother if you bail on me,” the woman responded, her eyes daring him to abandon her.Aris gave her a side-eye that implied with little doubt that he was judging her immensely.“Sofia,” he said patiently as he looked around for Adrea, “I think you know you are also too old to keep on running to Mother when there is an issu
A gentle chime rang through the ballroom, followed by the soft tapping of a microphone. The crowd hushed as a poised gentleman stepped onto the stage.“Ladies and gentlemen,” he said with a practised smile, “may I have your attention? Please welcome the evening’s host — Miss Adrea Galanis.”Applause echoed through the room, polite at first, then growing warmer as Adrea stood. She smoothed the front of her gown, shared a quick glance with her grandmother, and walked to the stage with the steady grace she had inherited from every formidable Galanis woman before her.The lights shifted slightly as she reached the podium. She took a moment to glance across the tables, at the sea of expensive dresses, crisp tuxedos, and curious faces. Then she spoke, her voice calm, clear, and carrying well across the room.“Good evening, everyone,” she began. “Thank you all for coming. For showing up. For making time. It means more than I can properly express.”A pause.“I know many of you are here becaus