And that’s why we get along.
“That’s the one thing we have in common.”
“And the love for Amelia,” she notes, and Leonidas sends her a warning look in response.
Tonight is going to be a long night.
CHAPTER40
AMELIA
Itry to make my smile seem genuine when I excuse myself from an obvious gold-digger musician. I’ve never talked to him in my entire life, and suddenly, we’re best friends, and he’s asking to collaborate.
Over my dead body.
He’s the main reason why my brothers and I refuse to work with anyone. In this industry, you can’t trust another soul.
Walking to the edge of the dance floor, I watch Leonidas slow dance with Trinity. A smile makes its way to my face as I witness their love. It’s so pure. My other brother is off to the side, talking to an older man who looks to be all business and class. I can tell he wants to be nowhere near that man, but is stuck in a conversation with him.
“I haven’t had a chance to tell the prettiest girl here how stunning she is.”
Turning with a polite smile on my face, I find Austin, one of Hollywood’s heartthrobs, beside me. Whenever I’m around this man, he always makes me uncomfortable. He’s very touchy and flirtatious in a creepy way. He never gets the hints I throw his way.
Doesn’t my face show that I don’t want to be bothered? We’ve been here for a couple of hours. My feet ache, and my face hurts. I just want to go home.
“Thank you. I appreciate that.” I smile before glancing at my brothers, hoping for an interruption.
“How about me? Do I look dashing?” He flashes his white teeth at me.
I hold back a cringe.Who asks someone that?
“Absolutely.”
When he steps closer to where I stand, I shift nervously.
“Would you like to dance?”
“Do you want to lose an arm?” the comforting yet dangerous voice grits out behind me, sending goose bumps along my skin.
I’m so relieved, and I don’t bother shying away from that feeling, like I usually would.
Austin smiles nervously, glancing at me and then at the hovering man behind me.
“Do you tend to ask other men’s girlfriends to dance?”
“Well, she isn’t just anyone. She’s a Drakos—”
“Who’s taken,” he interrupts, pulling my back to his front and placing a protective hand on my belly.
Can he feel the butterflies in my tummy? Because there’s a swarm of them right now.
“You would be a fool to think everyone here didn’t want to dance with Miss Drakos. I just took the risk most people are afraid to do.”
The hand on my stomach tenses, and I fill with dread. Is this man trying to end his life early tonight?
His lean, muscular body steps around mine as he gets into Austin’s face. “Everyone in this room who had the same intentions as you isn’t a fool because they knew the dangerous consequences that would come if they messed with what’s mine. I applaud them for not messing with someone else’s relationship. You, on the other hand, are the biggest fool who’s about to look like a clown in a second if you don’t get out of my fucking face.”
“Yeah? What are you going to do?”
