“How dare you!” Marcela hissed, fury replacing her usual smugness. She lifted her hand, her expression blazing with anger, clearly ready to strike back.
But before her hand could come down, it was caught mid-air. “That’s enough,” came a firm, cold voice. Marcela’s head whipped around, and her face fell when she saw Santiago standing there, his expression a mixture of exasperation and disapproval. He released her wrist slowly, his eyes narrowing as he glanced between the two women.
Santiago’s gaze lingered on Marcela for a moment, his jaw clenched in irritation. “I suspected you were up to no good when you excused yourself to come in here,” he muttered, his voice low but heavy with disappointment. “This isn’t the time or place for whatever games you’re playing, Marcela.”
Marcela pulled h
