Chapter 75: Entering the room
A bold idea flared in his chest, his confidence surging, his charm kicking into gear. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper, his breath brushing her ear, sending a shiver through the air. "We’re all alone now," he murmured, his hazel eyes locking onto hers, a teasing glint dancing in their depths.
"Know what that means?"
Inolda’s scoff cut through the evening air, sharp and dismissive, her pink curls bouncing as she leaned against the crystal gate of Elaris Hold, her bold eyes glinting with a defiance that dared Alex to push further.
The botanical garden hummed softly around them, vibrant blooms winking with firefly-like glows, their petals shimmering in the violet dusk, the glass-leaved tree casting faint sparkles across the mossy ground.
The gate’s metallic hum had faded, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the distant clatter of settling poultry, but Alex’s ears, sharpened by the moment’s intensity, picked up the quickening thrum of her heartbeat, a rapid pulse betraying the indifference she projected.
His smirk stretched a little wider, curling with confidence and something wicked just beneath the surface.
His red eyes locked onto hers with unflinching intensity, glowing like embers in the dark, sharp and unrelenting.
There was a teasing glint in them, like he knew exactly what effect he had on her and enjoyed every second of it. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, closing the space between them. The air seemed to hum with tension.
When he spoke, his voice was low and smooth, laced with amusement and challenge.