Chapter Twenty-One
Marcus
“Sir, are you okay?” Amelia asked as she stood beside me. Maxwell and his assistant had left the room for a moment and we were alone.
I closed my eyes and took a breath as desire pulsed through me. I didn’t know what Louis was doing, but his emotions moved through our bond. His arousal burned through me. Her nearness made it hard to think about anything but taking her. Taking a breath was a mistake as the scent of her filled my nostrils. Making it hard for me not to lock the door and pull her into my arms before she could even realize what I was doing.
I wasn’t sure what Louis was doing, but I didn’t need to feel this way, this close to Amelia. She rested her hand on my forearm. That gentle touch was almost my undoing. The door opened. I fought down a snarl
