Chapter 155
Bella
I stopped abruptly, releasing his hand as we reached a quiet corner of the bustling gala. I crossed my arms over my chest, a wall of frustration building between us. He looked furious, and that only fueled my own frustration. But for a brief, unguarded moment, I took him in. He was wearing a black tuxedo that fit him like a second skin, sculpting his shoulders and broad chest, the fabric stretching just enough to hint at his muscular build beneath. The stark black against his sharp jawline and those intense eyes was nothing short of a power statement. He looked every bit the intimidating, flawless business figure.
But his simmering glare snapped me out of that momentary lapse, and his voice was tight, like he was holding back. “Are you happy now? Doing exactly as you w
