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Chapter 530
“Greetings!”
The chamber bore the mingling scent of spirits and perfumes, a heady concoction that clung to newcomers like a memory, embracing them with its allure.
Marcus entered with an air of aloofness and a touch of chill in his demeanor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAn unspoken hush swept through the room as the gazes of those present converged upon the enigmatic figure.
“Carry on.” Marcus allowed his eyes to sweep the gathering before finding refuge in the far corner, an anchor of solitude. Amidst the assembly, a few young women found themselves entranced by his presence.
“Marvelous, his countenance a masterpiece of allure.”
Before long, one audacious soul dared to rise. With a graceful sway, she positioned herself at Marcus’ side.
“Mr. Thomas, might | offer my company for the evening?” Her words, a soft melody gracing the air.
Endowed with a keen sense of self, she extended an invitation without coercion, a gesture backed by reason.
Marcus’ gaze met hers, cool and detached.
“Maintain your distance.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAdorned in an ebony slip dress that she dared to reveal, she exuded a charisma that could ignite desire within any beholder. Moreover, her youthfulness radiated, perhaps a peer of Millie's age. But Marcus’ intrigue lay dormant.
Prompt intervention from Mylo summoned her back.
“Retreat swiftly. Stir not the tempest of turmoil.”
Flushed with a blush of chagrin, she hastened to reclaim her seat. “Mylo, another paramour gracing your arm? Your alacrity begets admiration.” Ajovial observer within the room playfully remarked, his gaze alighting upon the beauty nestled in Mylo’s embrace.
“Yours, | wager, differs from the enchantress you previously held,” Mylo bantered, punctuating his remark with a bite of the succulent fruit gifted by Brenna Woody.
“Sweet girl.”
“Indeed. A graduate of Preagend University, Brenna personifies both loveliness and kindness.”