Chapter Ninety-Nine
Alicia's POV
"I'm not jealous," I said through gritted teeth. "Let me go."
"Yes, you are." Malachi's voice was dark. Almost amused. "I can see it in your eyes. In the way you wouldn't look at me during dinner. In the way your hands shook when Cecilia touched me."
"You're delusional."
"Am I?" He leaned closer, his breath warm against my face. His body pressed against mine in a way that made thinking difficult. "Then why are you so angry right now?"
"Because you're trapping me in a dark room!" I pushed against his chest but he didn't move. He was solid. Unmovable. "Because you're my brother-in-law and this is completely inappropriate. Because everything about this is wrong!"
"Wrong," he repeated, like the word amused him. "Now you care about wrong? About appropriate?"
"Yes! This is taboo. This is—"
