ARIANA
Sylas grabbed my hand just in time.
"Looks like Luna Elara has quite the thing for me, huh?" Sylas teased.
"Obviously," Elara replied, oozing confidence.
"Even if I was once a killer?"
The room fell silent, especially Elara. Her face paled a bit.
"Let me tell you a little story so you really know me," Sylas said nonchalantly, speaking to Elara and the guests watching our table. "There was once a foolish woman who tried to get close to me." Sylas raised his right hand. "With this hand, I strangled her to death!"
Elara was frozen, her smile completely gone.
"Luna Elara, do you still want me as your assistant? Do you still like me? Maybe I should've married you instead. But sadly, you're just not my type."
Elara was clearly upset. She grabbed her wine glass and downed
