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Either that, or my grandfather has painted a biased picture of me, and the Irish Demon believes it. Alasdair exits the car first, not even acknowledging my grandparents\u2019 little back and forth. I scoot towards the door to leave, and I\u2019m surprised to see his hand reach towards me, a silent offer to help me out of the limo.<\/p>\n

His hand is calloused, with a ring on the thumb. It\u2019s gold, with a large red ruby- like gem on top. My hand slides in his, and his fingers fold around mine, firmly grasping my hand and actually helping me out. I find myself standing before him, blinking up into those steel blue eyes that always seem to be analyzing me.<\/p>\n

Are they searching me for faults? I\u2019m sure he\u2019s already finding plenty. He steps to the side, pulling me with him so my grandparents have room to depart the vehicle. His hand slides around my waist, the heat of his hand seeps down to my skin, igniting it. I take a deep breath, feeling the cool night air fill my lungs, the two sensations contrasting with each other and making my head spin.<\/p>\n

His touch distracts me from the constant blaring noise of the city. I notice how my grandfather gets out first, but steps to the side, not offering my grandmother any assistance. Still, she acts like the perfect lady, sliding out with a grace that I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve ever exhibited a fraction of in my life. The limo leaves, and I move to lag behind the group as usual, letting others lead the way, but the man next to me has a different idea.<\/p>\n

He takes charge, stepping forward to enter the restaurant first, but his hand is still on my waist, so I\u2019m practically dragged along with him. There\u2019s live music playing as we step in, a smooth jazz that fills the establishment with a lively, classy feel. My heels click softly against the dark wood of the entrance, a black chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and fine paintings on the walls.<\/p>\n

The dining area is hidden from our sight by a large plant arrangement, mostly greenery, with golden orchids peeking out amongst the leaves. The hostess podium stands in front of the plants. A young woman looks up at us as we enter, a polite smile on her face. \u201cHello, how can I help you tonight?\u201d \u201cI have a reservation for four under Alasdair.\u201d The Irish Demon\u2019s chest rumbles with his deep voice, his Irish accent making him sound sophisticated, like he belongs in a place like this.<\/p>\n

Maybe that\u2019s a good reminder of how different we are. Pay attention, monkey brain. I\u2019m pretty sure it\u2019s more focused on the Irish Demon\u2019s hand on my waist than anything else. Dumb.<\/p>\n

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However, here is the trigger warning list. Protect your mental health and take care of yourself. Thank you! (May contain spoilers) \u2022 Guns and mentions of guns and weapons. (Neither main character is in life-threatening immediate danger) \u2022 Graphic and explicit depictions of consensual sex (including oral sex) and masturbation, including discussion of kink. \u2022 Descriptions of torture, including mutilation of body parts (fingers) (brief and not to main characters). \u2022 FMC is forced to witness violence. \u2022 Brief discussion\/threats of violence. \u2022 Mentions and brief descriptions of blood.<\/p>\n

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