Who Will Win? (18+)

Elias cupped her cheeks in his hands. Maddison's breath hitched in her throat as she watched him intently, wondering what he was about to do next. 

"You looked really beautiful tonight," He whispered to her, as he gently caressed her skin. 

Maddison averted her gaze, biting her inner lip. 

"I ruined the dress you had made for me," She lamented. 

Recalling how it ripped made her heartache. Though she knew it wasn't her fault she still felt guilty. Elias must have put in as much effort to get the dress made and it was destroyed!

"It's not your fault, sweetling. I heard what happened. But this dress Amelia got for you is perfect too," He added. 

Maddison smiled, happy to hear his compliment. She continued to fiddle with the collar of his shirt. She ran her thumb across the top button of the shirt. 

"Sweetling, don't toy with me like this," Elias laughed in defeat. 

"Toy with you? What are you talking about?" She asked in confusion.