ELEVEN

His warm embrace around her was quietly opposite to his eyes that were cold. Emir and Anya moved forward leaving her behind with the demon.

"Here." He said in his baritone voice when she was about to place her palm around her elbow but he instead of that took her hand in his. Her eyebrows furrowed as she was clueless why he did that because other couples she could see from there weren't holding hands.

Without any further delay he moved with her where there was a small stage to take picture for every couple coming inside. All the reporters were waiting for them too.

There was lot of crowd as she, unintentionally moved closer to Gareth who had an expressionless face. His eyes were cold with jaw clenched as they stood in front of the reporters.

"Can you please pose sir?" One of the photographers said and Gareth pulled her towards him with his arm around her waist. She looked up at his face as a reflex only to find him already looking at her. His eyes were roaming around