Chapitre 82: Her right place

Mallory's eyes went as wide as saucers as she found herself sitting on Hadeon's lap, her cheeks glowing bright red. She quickly tried to scramble away, but the carriage encountered a pothole, leaving her even more entangled in the pureblooded vampire's arms than before where he held her this time.

Her heart raced, feeling his face close to hers in the confined space. Despite her flustered state, Hadeon wore a composed expression, staring down at her. Embarrassment covered her face, and as she attempted to get up again, she asked through gritted teeth, "Why did you say right?!"

"It was a random direction I was going. Funny that you weren't paying attention to where you were going," Hadeon clicked his tongue with mock dismay. She doubted it was random; the pureblooded vampire was a calculated schemer, and she scowled at him.

"I was following your instructions because…" Mallory paused, pursing her lips and fixing her expression.