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Shit. Shit. Shit.
I took the stairs so quickly it was only God’s will that I didn’t go tumbling down them.
“Elias don’t…” I called out just as my hands landed hard against his chest. His very solid chest.
“Devereaux, do you know this man?”
Shilo’s snarky tone had Elias’s eyes moving from where my hands rested without permission on his body back up on stage.
“Move…” he growled and his fingers circled my wrist to assist with the demand he had just made.
“No. Whatever you’re thinking, the answer isno.”
This was my job. My life. The people I forged bonds with because we danced together, spent countless hours together. I was not about to allow this man to ruin the one thing in my life that mattered the most.
“Cress, I asked you a question. Who is this man and why is he disrupting our closed rehearsal?” Shilo obviously could not read the room. Or the man currently claiming the room.
“Her fiancée.” Themandecided to take charge. He just told them I was his fiancée. What in the entire fuck?
“Wonderful. Yet another exhausting detail I have to worry will disrupt an already unfocused dancer.” Shilo released an agitated sigh and moved to the edge of the stage. “I don’t care if you’re God Almighty himself, my rehearsals are stillclosedand my dancers are off limits until I say otherwise. Cress, on stage now. Tell yourfiancéto leave or I will do so for you. As of now you aremydancer and this is my rehearsal so get your ass in gear.”
Elias’s grasp tightened on my wrist and when my eyes shot up to his, all I saw was a man possessed.
“She is mywife.”Not your wife, yet buddy. “Which means you have no claim to her,at all. It would be wise of you to understand how deeply I mean that.”
Fiancée to wife.
We’re skipping right on past the wedding then. Perfect.
Shilo smirked, turning his back. “Cress, on stage, now…”
Before I could prevent the fall out, Elias released me, moved so stealthily and quickly that there wasn’t a chance in hell of me stopping what happened next.
Elias’s large hand wrapped around Shilo’s ankle and with one forceful pull, Shilo landed hard on the wood surface then was dragged off the stage. He crashed awkwardly on the carpeted floor but was only there for a matter of seconds before he was airborne again, lifted by a strong arm crushing long fingers around his neck.
“You need to learn some fucking manners. You want people to move, you ask nicely. You want mywifeto move, wait to see if she chooses to do so. The decision is hers and only hers.”
Wife.
He’s too damn comfortable with that reference.
“Elias, let him go.”
Shilo’s hands moved to Elias’s wrists but he didn’t say a word. I was more than certain that was only because he couldn’t based on the way the color drained from his face. He was barely five and half feet and if I had to guess, no more than a hundred and fifty pounds. The man’s long slender neck fit very comfortably beneath Elias’s large hand.
But that didn’t make this okay.
“Are you insane? I said let him go.”
Elias glanced at me, a menacing smile on his face when one hand slipped into his pocket and removed his phone, releasing Shilo at the same time. The poor guy buckled to his knees gasping for air.
My eyes shifted to the stage noticing a sea of indifferent emotions. Li was smiling smugly along with several other dancers doing the same. Some seemed confused while others appeared to be concerned. By the time my eyes landed back on the reason for their indifference, he was on speaker calling my brother’s name.
“Christian.”
“Yeah…”
“Were you aware that Kenneth Shilo believes your sister is his fucking property?”
