Chapter 53
Stephanie's Point of View
I placed my trembling hand in his massive one, feeling the strength of his grip as he pulled me toward the center of the hall. The lights were focused on us, and the music flowed like silk threads, trapping me in this fake scene. Alexander wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me to him until I felt the hardness of his chest behind the layers of my dress, while my other hand rested on his broad shoulder.
We began to move slowly to the rhythm of the music. My body was as rigid as a marble statue, my eyes fixed on his shirt collar, completely refusing to look into his blue eyes, which I felt were piercing right through me.
"Relax, Steph... everyone is watching us," Alexander whispered in a deep voice that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Don't ask me for the impossible," I said with muffled sharpness, feeling his breath dance on my forehead.
