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Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.

Chapter 460: What’s for dinner?
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Chapter 460: What’s for dinner?

Caelum.

The day did NOT end on a good note.

Oh well, I know that you may think that it is too early to draw such conclusions, especially since it’s just a few minutes past 5:00pm, but I can tell you for a fact that since the meeting with the shareholders didn’t end well, and we are ending the day with ’a visit or a date with Darius’ then there was a high chance of it going from bad to absolute worst.

I mean, it is Darius we are talking about here, not some fairytale prince all the way from zootopia.

In fact, just the thought of seeing him filled me with so much annoyance and so much anxiety that I couldn’t bring myself to fasten the buttons of my shirt properly.

My hands shook as I tried and no matter how hard that ’trying’ was, I failed. So I gave up, let the shirt fly and walked out of my room only to find my brothers already waiting at the living room when I arrived downstairs.

Zevran and Kael had been lost in a discussion before I stepped in and when they noticed me coming, they both raised their heads to acknowledge my presence, then stared pointedly at my exposed chest before turning away with cheeky smiles on their faces.

"What?" I snarled, hating the way my cheeks burned with embarrassment. "What is so funny?"

My question made Kael chuckle. In fact, they both chuckled before Zevran finally managed to reign his laughter in. He hissed; "You realize you are going to the enemy’s territory. Am I right?"

"You are right." I seethed, already hating the way the base of my throat tasted bitter from just the thought of seeing Darius. "What is it? Why do you have to remind me about it?" I asked.

He smiled once more before giving me a once over, and before I could speak, added; "Do you want to go there looking like this? Like you are on the runway for Vogue?"

My eyes darted down to my exposed chest and I frowned, shrugging nonchalantly as I explained; "My hands keep shaking uncontrollably. I feel unsteady right now."

Kael looked like he was about to respond to that but suddenly snapped his mouth shut just as a sweet, extremely tasteful scent hit my nostrils, causing my stomach to twist into a super tight knot while my wolf howled in appreciation.

What is that?!

Due to how dry my throat suddenly was, I gulped as I turned around to see what it was that has had my brothers and my wolf in a chokehold and when I saw Leilani walking down the stairs like the picture of elegance that she was, my stomach tightened into an even tighter knot.

My blood roared in my ears and rushed through my veins, not exempting the veins on my dick as it did so. And when the stupid body part stirred like a monster so had been let loose, I gulped, lowering my head slightly to whisper;

"Leilani?"

She smiled at me.

"Damn!"

Goddess, besides ’damn’ what else could I say? How else could I compliment this gorgeousness that she has bestowed upon me— upon us?"

I let my eyes trail down the exquisite black dress that hugged all her curves in all the right places, the furry dark shawl draped over her shoulder and the smoky dark make up outlining her face, making her appear like one of those beautiful women whose jobs were only to lead you straight to hell, and sighed.

I smiled. "You’re beautiful."

Now, I have found my voice. But it still sounded gruff.

My entire body was tense and no matter how much I tried to shake off this tenseness, it wouldn’t work. Nothing ever works with her.

"Thank you."

The blush staining her cheeks were a testament that I had just as much power over her as she does over me, and deciding that I wanted— no, needed— to use this said power to my advantage, I walked over to her slowly, cupped her smooth face in my hands like I did earlier at the company and asked under my breath;

"Can I kiss you?"

At first, it was obvious that she didn’t hear me, and if she did, she probably didn’t pay any heed to my request. I also saw when the weight behind my words finally settled on her, and when this happened, her creamy face flushed. She lowered her long lashes and turned away, while her face turned into the brightest shade of red.

Oh, how much I loved making her blush.

Leilani.

He was shirtless.

Yes, that was the first thing I noticed when I walked down the stairs with my purse tucked under my left arm. I mean, it would’ve been impossible not to notice the eye candy standing right in front of me, nor the ones which flanked his sides, watching me closely like I was some sort of meal they wanted to devour.

I thought that this evening could not get any more complicated than how it was now— and I say this, referring to the way my body reacted to their presence.

But obviously, the universe had something else in store for me; and when Caelum cupped my face in his hands and softly asked; "Can I kiss you?" My heart leaped in my chest.

My blood ran cold and my entire body froze up. So much that I forgot how to breathe for a second.

The question sent warmth rushing through me and made my body thrum with emotions I better not give a name to. Without thinking, I nodded and didn’t realize the gravity of my actions until his hand lifted slowly, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear as he whispered;

"Sure?"

But I didn’t respond. If I did now, I would chicken out.

His touch was gentle, almost hesitant, as if he was giving me every chance to pull away.

I didn’t.

And when he leaned in, until his sweet masculine scent filled my nostrils, my breath caught.

His lips met mine softly at first in a tentative kiss that lasted only a second before he suddenly pulled back slightly.

Then I kissed him.

And this time neither of us hesitated.

The kiss was warm and sweet like one of those written in soft romance novels. It carried all the things we hadn’t said out loud and couldn’t. His lips tasted of red wine and mint... but there was something else. Something that I paid no attention to because somehow all my attention was fixed on him.

When we finally pulled apart, we were both smiling.

And for the first time all evening, I couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

I didn’t need to.

The way he looked at me said everything I needed to know.

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