Elara gazed at the passing streetlights, her mind going on and on over the way Daniel held her hand, pulled her close, and looked at her so intensely as if he knew something that she didn't.
What was this feeling in her heart? She knew he was a dangerous man and shouldn't be crossed paths with until you wished to die, but even after knowing all that, whenever he was around her, she always felt a sense of familiarity, as if she knew him, as if he knew her …
And it was strange because she didn't remember meeting anyone from the Macros family throughout her life.
She closed her eyes to relax. She had no intentions of moving out of that club without teaching Sean his place along with that lousy group, but after encountering Daniel, she knew it wasn't best to stay there either.
Thus, after weighing the options, she chose to leave. She could make them pay later anytime, but entangling with Daniel… Even the thought made her shudder.
"Ifrit,"
