Sorry, that group is secret
But temptation wins out, and I spin on my heels, meeting Elia’s steely gaze. It wracks over my form, darkening exponentially, and a slow, simmering grin spreads across his glorious face, brightening his features like lightning striking through a storm cloud. Sliding his arm around my waist, he nods down at my mother. His all-black suit makes him look even more terrifying than usual, like a fallen angel,
