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055 A Dangerous Prostise +25 Bonus A Dangerous Promise ADELE'S POV Derek's hand tightened on my waist-one hard, deliberate squeeze that made my skin crawl-before he finally let go. He stepped back, smooth as ever, but not before giving Lucien a long, unreadable look. Something dark and challenging flashed in his eyes, gone so fast I almost thought I imagined it. Then he inclined his head, the perfect gentleman, and walked away without a word. The crowd swallowed him up. Lucien didn't wait.

His arm slid around my waist in one fluid motion, yanking me flush against his chest so suddenly the air left my lungs in a soft gasp. His body was hard, warm, vibrating with barely contained fury. He buried his face in the curve of my neck, nose dragging along my skin, breathing me in like he needed my scent to keep from exploding. "I was seconds away from ripping his fucking head off," he growled against my throat, voice rough and dangerous. His teeth grazed the spot where my mark would one day be, and heat shot straight through me. "Why the hell did you let him touch you?

You know I don't fucking like him." I swallowed, my hands coming up to grip his shoulders. "Are you jealous?" He didn't even hesitate. "Fuck yeah, I'm jealous." His fingers dug into my hip, holding me so tight I could feel every inch of him pressed against me. "You're mine, Adele. Mine." The words sank into me like fire. I should have been annoyed-held left me standing alone for almost an hour, scanning every door for him like some desperate girl-but all I felt was relief. And want. So much want it scared me. "You left me for so long," I whispered, searching his face. "I thought...

I thought you were avoiding me again. Going back to pushing me away." His expression softened for a split second, something raw and regretful flickering across his features. He cupped my cheek with one hand, thumb brushing over my bottom lip. "Never." His voice dropped, fierce and certain. "I know what I almost lost, baby. I'll never be that jerk again. Never." He started moving us to the music, guiding me effortlessly even though my legs felt like jelly. His other hand stayed low on my back, fingers splayed wide, claiming every inch he touched.

"I just had to handle something," he murmured against my ear. "Hook longer than I thought. I'm sorry." I studied his face. There was no lie in his eyes, no hesitation. Just Lucien my Lucien-looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the entire kingdom. I believed him. We swayed together, bodies perfectly in sync, and slowly the tension in his shoulders eased. But not entirely. There was still a current running through him, dark and hungry.

I could feel it in the way he held me-like he was one breath away from dragging me into the nearest dark corner and reminding the whole damn hall who I belonged to. His hand slid lower. Slowly. Deliberately. Until his palm cupped my ass and squeezed...hard. "Lucien!" I hissed, cheeks flaming as I glanced around. No one was staring, thank the goddess, but still. "We're in public." He smirked, wicked and unapologetic, eyes gleaming with pure si "I'm just making sure someone watching knows exactly what he'll never get to do." My breath hitched.

I followed his gaze across the room and spotted Derek in the shadows near the far wall, drink in hand, eyes fixed on us. For a second our stares locked. Then he looked away, w tight, and turned to speak to someone beside him. Lucien's grip tightened again, pulling me impossibly closer. His lips brushed the shell of my ear. "You gave him the first dance. The one that should've been mine." His mouth drifted lower, tracing the line of my neck with soft, deliberate kisses that made my pulse race. Every press of his lips 1/3 055 A Dangorous Promise +25 Bonus felt like a brand.

His hands slid up my sides, then down again, slow and possessive, molding me to him. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could feel it. I tilted my head back, giving him better access without even meaning to. "What are you going to do about it?" I managed, voice barely above a whisper. He stopped moving. The music kept going, couples swirling around us, but Lucien held me still, his lips hovering just above my skin. His hand on my thigh started to move-up, slow and teasing fingers slipping beneath the high slit of my dress. Skin on skin. Heat exploded low in my belly.

His eyes locked on mine, dark and intense, promising things that made my toes curl in my heels. "You'll have to dance for me later..." he said, voice rough with desire. His fingers traced higher, thumb brushing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, so close to where I was already aching for him. My lips parted on a shaky breath. "Lucien..." His mouth curved into that devastating smirk again, the one that always ruined me. He leaned in, lips barely grazing mine, close enough that I could taste the whiskey on his breath but not quite kissing me.

"Naked." The word hung between us like smoke...hot, forbidden, impossible to ignore. My whole body lit up, every nerve ending screaming for more. His hand squeezed my thigh, holding me there on the edge, teasing, owning. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. All I could do was stare up at him, lost in the storm in his eyes, knowing that later-when we were finally alone-he was going to make good on every single promise burning between us. And I wanted it. Goddess help me, I wanted it so badly I could barely stand.

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