Elena's POVThe moment the car rolled to a stop in front of the event building, my fingers curled around the door handle, ready to step out.But before I could push the door open, a firm, warm hand wrapped around my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.“Wait,” his deep voice rumbled beside me.I turned, meeting his icy, unreadable gaze. Caspian’s grip was gentle but firm, his thumb lightly brushing against my pulse.My breath hitched at the intensity in his expression, but before I could ask why, he stepped out first, moving with that effortless authority that always made people pause and take notice.He strode around the car, his tailored suit catching the moonlight, and pulled the door open for me.My chest tightened at the small yet thoughtful gesture. A habit of his, I realized. A silent claim.He reached out, his fingers expectant. I hesitated for just a moment before sliding my hand into his. His grip tightened slightly, grounding me, before he led me toward the brightly lit entranc
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