Chapter 22: Marriage Status
"Interesting," Eryx murmured, a slow smile playing on his lips. His grip around her waist tightened as he rolled the window down slightly. "Callum, get in. Drive us home."
"No! No!" Lunara struggled, her voice rising in desperation. "What the hell do you want from me, Mr. Grantham? Haven’t I made myself clear?" Her eyes burned red with emotion. "I had nothing to do with your mother’s plans! I was drugged that night and I never intended to end up in your bed. So please, just let me go."
Lunara’s frustration swelled, her chest tightening as she fought the urge to cry.
"Okay," Eryx replied shortly, his curiosity about the woman in front of him only growing.
"So, can you please—" She tried to pull away again, but the sudden sound of the driver’s and passenger’s doors opening made her panic. "Mr. Grantham, your hand... let me go."
"Sir, are we head—" Callum’s words cut off as he turned his head toward the back seat. He stared for a few seconds before blinking and facing forward again. "Uncle, let’s go."
His voice was calm, but Lunara could feel the awkward tension in the air.
Eryx didn’t move, his grip still firm. He studied her for a moment longer before finally releasing her waist. "Fine."
Lunara wasted no time, scooting as far as possible to the edge of her seat. Her heart was pounding, and she wasn’t sure if it was from anger, fear, or something far more dangerous.