“Enjoying yourself?” He says loudly, planting his hands on your shoulders. A few of the other shadows glance towards their leader as he interrupts your casual conversation with your fellow men. He leans down slightly, brushing his lips beside your ear to whisper to you alone. “C’mon, sugar… don’t ignore your superior.” Graves’ possessiveness was hidden below the cocky façade. He has the power to walk you like a dog, and god be damned if he didn’t use it to show everyone that you were his.