As Ethan pulled me even closer, I could feel the tension radiating off him, it was sharp, controlled, and coiled like a predator ready to strike. Across from us, Victor only grinned wider, clearly savoring the effect he had on Ethan."Always a pleasure, Blackwood. We must catch up later," he said smoothly before strolling away, completely unbothered.I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and glanced up at Ethan. His grip on me was still firm, possessive, as if he had forgotten to let go."Do you always look like you’re about to commit murder at social events?" I asked, giving him a playful look. "Or is it just him?"He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he plucked a champagne flute from a passing waiter and pressed it into my hand."Drink."I rolled my eyes. "Avoiding the question, noted."Before he could respond, another voice cut through the air—smooth, commanding, and laced with amusement."You must be Ethan Blackwood’s date for the evening."I turned to find an older
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