Chapter 77
Alpha Kane
I’d never opened this room to anyone but her.
My Blue Rose knew how to seduce, and I was here for it. Her hair was so carefully styled that it was hard to tear my eyes away. The bodice hugged her breasts, and it was impossible not to stare at her again and again. Because I knew how soft her lips felt in my rough hands.
She took a napkin and spread it across her lap.
We began to eat, and I released Asbela. Seeing that we were alone, I trusted her.
“I gave the message and the number to Beta Hunter. Most likely, the number will be a disposable one, but let’s see if we can find any leads p>
“Block the number?” she asked quietly, stopping her passionate meal. The smile on her face suddenly vanished, and I hated her gloomy expression.
I wondered what I would do if she burst into tears in front of me.
I couldn’t even stand to see her sad.
“Yes, and I think you should get a new number. Just share it with the few people you trust. If word leaks, at least we’ll have a list of who had your number,” I suggested, cutting into the salmon, pinching off a small piece with my fork, and popping it into my mouth.
“That’s logical. I’ll do that p>
“I’ll ask Olfie to give you a new number.” She nodded absently at my words and simply played with her food.
To shake her from her thoughts, I spoke again.
“Your dress will arrive tomorrow for the event. I had it specially ordered. Tell me what you think of it p>
My hands returned to her cheeks.
“You act like the perfect guy. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re spoiling me.” She turned her head and gave a tight smile.
“I can’t help it. I have to play the part.” I shrugged slightly, resting my hands on the table and holding my fork and knife.
“Of course. Why does Asbela call you Almighty Alpha? Don’t you think it’s a little weird? Perverts love being called masters these days. What are you hosting? A BDSM club?” she asked boldly, picking up a glass of wine and pressing her luscious lips to its rim. I could drink from those lips all night long; they were so rich with nectar.
“Maybe there’s a secret dungeon in my basement where I keep all my perverted tools. Want to see it after dinner?” I put the knife down, and it clicked against the marble plate.
“Ew!” Zara’s cute nose twisted in disgust, and her lips pressed together. I had to suppress a chuckle at the look on her face; she always wore it so openly.
“Changing your mind about joining my company?” I teased deliberately, taking my glass of wine and taking a sip.
“No, I needed to see if anyone would hire me, regardless of my last name, and you accepted. I don’t regret a thing; I’m proud of my work and enjoy it p>
Her words made me realize: she should never have known we’d chosen and hired her. She’d be devastated, especially since it would be a huge blow to her self-confidence.
“If only you’d learned how to make coffee, too.” I put the glass down and deliberately looked away, knowing she’d be angry.
“If only you’d learn to compliment. You can always dream, but not all wishes come true, dear Alpha,” she retorted, and I had to bite my lower lip to keep from smiling.
This bickering with her was so refreshing; I’ve never enjoyed such conversations with any woman.
Usually.
Fuck! Fuck even more, until she forgot how to talk and walk properly. I bought her expensive gifts and sent her on her way.
Having normal conversations with me over dinner.
I even brought her a pack house. I didn’t bring women to my sanctuary, but she wasn’t just any woman; she was my Blue Rose, unique and precious.
“Try the soufflé, I know you have a sweet tooth.” I pointed to the dish, and she covered her mouth with her hand.
“It completely slipped my mind, but Dad sent you some cookies. I’ll give you a jar after dinner p>
A warm feeling gripped my heart. She remembered and brought me homemade cookies. Even though I had the best cooks who could make me anything I wanted, the taste of her dad’s cookies was unforgettable. When she offered me cookies at the apartment a few days ago, I wanted to snatch the whole jar from her.
“Thank you. Could you bring them to my room later?” I took a napkin and dabbed my mouth with it.
“What’s your room?” she asked innocently, devouring the soufflé with relish. For some reason, it was immensely satisfying to see her eating with such enthusiasm.
“Right next to yours. With the black door p>
She snorted meaningfully and replied without… looking at me.
“Of course! I’ll bring them, and I’m sure your room will be black too p>
I leaned back.
I leaned back in my chair and looked at her meaningfully.
“Why don’t you go and see instead of guessing? You might be surprised, Z.a,r,a.” I deliberately drawled her name. It sounded pleasant on my lips.
“I bet it’ll be black, or some very dark gray, or navy blue.” She made an educated guess.
“What if you lose the bet?” I asked, leaning toward her and tapping my fingers on the wooden table.
“Aha! What then? I won’t lose. Arrogant Alpha p>
“Will you kiss me goodnight?” I asked shamelessly and waited for her answer.
Zara
If I didn’t know better, I’d say Alpha Kane was starting to develop a crush on me. But knowing him, it was obvious Alpha Kane wanted to tease me and see if I would back down or dare to fight back.
’Our Alpha Kane loved testing people, and even more so, he loved controlling them. Submission gave him a surge of power, especially my submission, which I didn’t give so easily.’ Nova rolled her eyes.
’That’s why he set up these little tests, perhaps to win, and despite everything, I enjoyed it. But Alpha Kane had to earn them.’ I agreed with Nova.
’I was certain his room must be painted dark.’ Nova was sure, too, like me.