Chapter Thirty-Five

Brielle's breath caught in her throat as Caden Rhett, the enigmatic vampire prince, guided her into the dimly lit room.

"Caden, what... what just happened?" she stammered, her eyes wide with both confusion and a hint of curiosity.

His crimson gaze met hers, a sly smile playing on his lips. "My dear Brielle, I merely used a touch of my powers to make this encounter more... memorable," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

As the room's atmosphere thickened with tension, Caden closed the distance between them. "You have a unique energy, Brielle, one that intrigues me," he murmured, his velvet tone wrapping around her like a silk thread.

Brielle, torn between fear and fascination, couldn't deny the magnetic pull of his presence. "What are you?" she asked, her voice barely audible. Caden chuckled softly, his breath brushing against her ear, "I am a creature of the night, and you, my dear, are now part of this nocturnal dance."

Brielle struggled to conceal the burgeoning