Chapter Twenty One
Elara's POV
The tension in the room was getting thicker, so thick that the air was beginning to get suffocating.
The moment Jordan and Gabriel Cross had locked gaze with each other, something shifted, there was this force between them.
It was like a game of contest and it seemed they both did not plan on losing. Gabriel stared and Jordan stared right back, neither if them spoke.
Although their silence said a lot. They were in a quiet battle, their eyes sharp and searching as if they recognized the threat in each other's face.
It felt like they had met somewhere before, that kind of familiarity that came with dark history could not be ignored.
Just as the silence seemed to grow longer, Jordan broke the moment. His jaw tightened as he slowly walked towards the
