Chapter 216
Daphne
I can't believe she did that.
The audacity—leaning in, stealing that fleeting kiss, then bolting as if I'd been the one to cross a line. My lips are still tingling, my head still spinning, but my body is already moving after her, quick strides cutting across the marble floor.
How dare she run away.
"Daphne Nyxclaw."
The sound of my name halts me mid-step, low and sharp, like a whip.
Standing in front of me, blocking my path, is Felix—the male lead himself. His expression is thunderous, fury radiating off him like heat from a forge.
Of course. Of course he would choose now to show up.
I shift, intent on stepping around him, but he moves again, blocking me.
I grind my teeth.
I have no patience for this. I have more important things to do—more important people to follow.
And by people, I mean my sweet bunny.
"I don't have time for this," I say, my tone flat as winter steel.
