Chapter 726 Elliot: She Will Be Mine from Now On 2
The private room fell into silence.
At first, someone muttered something about a lunatic, but the moment they saw it was Elliot, the room went dead quiet.
Elliot rose slowly, stepping over the dark stains of spilled wine. He walked straight to Molly.
He looked down at her from above — taking in the mess she was in, the wine clinging to her lashes, the smear of red where she'd bitten her lip, the streak of crimson staining the skin at her throat.
Molly tilted her chin up, her body trembling.
Their eyes locked, a heavy, unbroken stare.
His voice was low, almost dangerous. "Is this the life you're chasing? Does it make you happy? Does it feel good, being treated like this for a bit of money?"
Her lips shook, but no words came.
Everyone could see it now — Elliot knew her.
Cameron's voice faltered, "Elliot, if you want her, then…"
"You'll hand her over to me?" Elliot's tone was ice. "Who the hell do you think you are? If I want a woman, I don't need your permission."
Cameron shut his mouth instantly.
In their world, no one dared cross the Windsor family or the Montague family. Together, the two dynasties could crush anyone without effort.
Elliot didn't let it end there. His gaze swept the room, landing on the coffee table where six unopened bottles of wine sat.
The people here were quick on the uptake. One look from him was enough.
A few actresses and models scrambled to open the bottles, pouring the wine over themselves until they were drenched, as humiliated and sticky as Molly. Fear flickered in their eyes — fear that she might come after them now that she had his backing.
When the women were done, it was the men's turn.
Cameron didn't hesitate. Two sharp cracks rang out as he smashed bottles over his own head. Blood ran down his forehead, but he forced a smile at Molly. "Ms. Lavien, I crossed the line. I'll host a dinner to make it up to you."
Molly knew better. Cameron was bowing his head to Elliot, not to her.
"No need," she said softly.
Cameron was testing Elliot's mood, but Elliot said nothing more. He simply took Molly by the arm and led her out.
Outside, Celine was waiting. The moment she saw them, she froze — partly at Molly's disheveled state, partly at Elliot's demeanor. Last time, he'd been openly hostile. Now… this?
Elliot shrugged off his jacket and draped it over Molly's trembling shoulders.
Then he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a slow drag, and said casually, "Be with me."
"What?" Molly and Celine both stared.
Especially Celine. Years in the industry had taught her to spot the pattern a mile away — the kind of arrangement where a wealthy man "dates" a rising star, all the control resting in his hands.
With Elliot's fortune and looks, it was the sort of offer most women would take without a second thought.
But Molly wasn't most women. To her, this wasn't just a transaction. Somewhere deep inside, she still carried a shard of Elliot — a memory that refused to fade, no matter how much it hurt.
Her voice shook with something between hope and fear. "Elliot… what do you mean?"
He took another deep drag. Pale smoke curled between them, blurring their eyes.
He smiled faintly. "Exactly what it sounds like."
His gaze burned into her, and there was nothing subtle about it. Molly could feel it — the raw, physical intent. They'd been together before; she knew what that look meant.
Her lips trembled harder. She hated the way he looked down on her, but she also couldn't bring herself to walk away.
Elliot waited, patient. He wasn't the reckless young man she remembered. He was a man now — controlled, deliberate.
After a long moment, Molly's voice came out barely above a whisper. "I will. I want to."
He stubbed out his cigarette, eyes locked on hers. "Let's go."
Molly wasn't naive. She knew exactly where he was taking her — probably a hotel. In the end, he wanted the same thing as any other man: her body.
Love… that was far away. Something he'd stopped caring about long ago.
Her mouth trembled once more. "Alright."
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