Haunting-Adeline

Chapter 25
The Shadow
f I spend another moment in this stuffy ballroom, I’m going to start
shoo ng people just to release some tension. There are plenty of heads
I
in this room that I wouldn’t mind embedding with a bullet.
Addie stands beside me, her ny hand gripping onto my arm like her life
depends on it.
It’s fucking addic ve.
“Let’s get out of here,” I whisper in her ear. Her sweet jasmine smell
wa s from the juncture between her neck and shoulder, and I have to
grind my teeth against the urge to take a bite.
Flashes of her on her knees, that red rose in her hair as she sucked me
off with a belt around that dainty neck… fuck.
A growl slips free, and it takes monumental effort to bite back the
sa sfied grin when I feel her tremble.
Her reac on is more potent than a drug. It drives me deliriously insane,
and the need to wrap my hand around her throat and fuck her un l neither
of us can breathe is overwhelming.
This woman is going to reduce me to an animal.
Her head snaps towards mine, her brows scrunching in confusion and
what almost looks like anger. She probably thinks I mean to leave this place
en rely and deny her the chance to get informa on on her greatgrandmother.
“Calm, sweet li le mouse. I just meant this room.”
She relaxes, her shoulders dropping an inch.
It goes without saying that all guests are expected to stay inside the
ballroom. But if staying on the safe side of rules and laws was something I
did, I wouldn’t be where I am now.
In a senator’s house with a girl who’s not supposed to want me.