The battle lines were drawn. Everyone stood rooted in place. The air in the room had pulled so taut it could snap.
Elodie's words hit the air. Damian's unreadable eyes cracked open with something cold and absolute. She didn't know which part of what she had said had pushed him over the edge. Probably all of it. Every last word sounded like a death wish, and she wasn't remotely surprised when he closed the distance in three strides, grabbed her and dragged her out of the room and into the empty suite next door.
"Damian!"
The door slammed with a force that shook the walls. The rage behind it sent a clear message to everyone who tried to follow. Stay back.
'How did he do that? Right in the middle of everything, with everyone watching, how did he move her from one room to another?'
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