Page 90 of King of Rage

Amara pressed her lips together, clearly irritated by whatever he had said, before turning back toward Triston.

“Stop being so controlling,” she muttered.

Elias simply raised an eyebrow and took another sip of his champagne, looking a bit offended.

Amara ignored him and returned her attention to Triston.

“I can’t believe you’re going to be in the magazine I love. It’s going to be amazing. I’ll definitely look forward to seeing you in it.”

“Thank you,” Triston replied with a smile. “It’s going to be a special edition. And I’ll also give you tickets to my fashion show next week. If you want, you can come with your friends.”

Amara’s face immediately lit up.

She turned toward Juliet, her eyes widening with excitement.

“Oh my God, that’s amazing!”

Juliet immediately nodded, equally delighted.

Stella smiled as she watched them, but her attention soon shifted when she felt Lucius lean against her.

His head dropped into the curve of her neck.

Stella glanced down at him before looking toward the table. He had already finished nearly three glasses of champagne, and the alcohol had clearly begun to affect him. His usual controlled demeanor had softened, and a faint flush had spread across his face.

Juliet noticed him and laughed.

“He gets drunk so easily. It’s like he has the drinking ability of a child.”

Cassian chuckled and reached over, pulling Juliet’s chair closer to him until she was sitting directly beside him.

“You need to stop getting him drunk for fun,” he told her, shaking his head. “It’s like you’re constantly testing how much he can drink before he finally gets drunk.”

Juliet giggled, clearly amused by his complaint.

“Come on, it’s fun. And it’s not like I always do this.”

“You always do this,” Cassian pointed out, giving her a knowing look.

“Well, sometimes,” she corrected with a grin. “And Stella is here this time. I wanted to get things out of him that he usually doesn’t say.”

Cassian shook his head, though the amusement in his eyes remained. He reached up, gently caught her face in his hand, and leaned over to press a brief kiss against her cheek.

“Stop playing so many tricks on him,” he murmured. “He’s going to get angry with you.”

Juliet rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face only grew.

“Do you mind if I don’t follow your orders, Mr. Han?”

Cassian gave her a long, unimpressed look before shaking his head, a faint smile tugging at his mouth. He was clearly incapable of denying his wife anything at all.

Stella watched them with a smile.

It was obvious that every man around the table loved the woman he had married. Their affection for their wives was effortless. It was as though the women they loved were always at the center of their thoughts.

The sight warmed Stella.

Her own friends were much the same with the people they loved, and seeing the affection between these couples made it easier for her to relax around them. She had expected to feel like an outsider among people who had known one another for so long, but their warmth made it surprisingly easy for her to fit in.