Amelia
The crowd parted instinctively, my breath hitched, and my heart pounded erratically, stumbling over itself as he strode in, his mere presence consuming the room like a storm rolling in.
Power radiated off him in crushing waves, a force so palpable that my knees nearly buckled beneath me. Behind him, moving with unwavering loyalty and precision, walked Steve, both dressed impeccably in tailored suits that emphasized their powerful builds.
Violet's demeanor shifted the moment she laid eyes on him, her spine straightening with a practiced elegance, her lips curving into something dangerously sweet.
“Xavier!” she exclaimed, her voice sweet as honey. "You came for me!”
But he ignored her. His mesmerizing green eyes swept past her without a second glance, locking onto me instead.
