Chapter 381
Cecilia walked ahead, with Alston following closely behind.
Suddenly, Cecilia's foot slipped, and she stumbled forward instinctively. Alston's long arm shot out, pulling her into his embrace.
The intense aura of the man instantly enveloped Cecilia.
She was momentarily stunned, her hands reflexively pressing against Alston's chest, meeting his deep, brooding gaze.
"Can't you even walk properly?" Alston mocked, "Do you want me to carry you?"
In the Nocturnal Club, his lips curved into a mocking smile, yet it was inexplicably alluring.
Cecilia straightened up, "Alston, I can walk on my own."
The cobblestone path wasn't far, and Cecilia didn't think she couldn't make it.
She took a step, but her wrist was grabbed by him.
Alston's large hand was dry and warm, and his grip was strong. Cecilia couldn't shake it off.
With each step she took, the ground felt soft beneath her feet, as if she couldn't find solid footing.
Cecilia felt a bit disoriented, as if she had returned to eleven years ago w
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