Chapter 31.
Amelia’s shoulder rose above visible, confidence striking her like lightning.
That was it! A man who knew just how well it was to spike a nerve and raise confidence. Maximo had that effect—he knew just what to say, just how to make her feel the rush of excitement in her veins. Without another word, Maximo pulled away, guiding her through the path with arms stretched forward while his hand rested possessively on her back, an unspoken promise of control, of power, of undeniable pull.
The lady’s face burned from anger and pain. She glared at them, her heart wrenching from the embarrassment she had just witnessed.
And yes, her eyes didn’t leave them until they were out of sight. They stayed fixed against them, eyes fluttering, the sting of tears brewing in them. It was a feelin
