Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 81 I Want You by My Side

After showering and changing, Adam came up with the idea of taking her to see the offices that he had bought. Ann agreed with very little hesitation. There was no point in wasting time moping about her losses.

She had to adapt quickly and keep moving forward, whether she wanted to or not.

Ann was curious to see what he thought would const*itute a good working environment for her and as the final decision on whether or not to start a new company had been f0rced upon her, she also wanted to see what she had to work with.

“I didn’t think you would want to be in the same building as me for business purposes, especially after our last conversation on the matter,” Adam said nonchalantly as he drove them toward their destination. The slightly pensive expression on his face and crease in his forehead told Ann that as casual as he sounded, he was clearly a little hurt by the thought that she didn’t want to spend every waking second with him.

“Don’t take it personally Adam. I would have been happy with my own office space within your building if you were able to keep your hands to yourself during work hours.” Ann smirked across at him.

He cleared his throat awkwardly as he sneaked a glance across at her.

“You know, before you Ann, I’d never had much interest in pursuing a relationship.” He murmured hesitantly, frowning slightly.

Ann’s smirk faded a little as he spoke. She wasn’t quite sure what to say, so she sat silently and listened as her heart seemed to beat loudly in her chest.

I had no intention of taking Allen up on his stupid idea of taking

then you appeared, out of thin air, like some sort of fated encounter… a sign from the goddess perhaps, showing up in a wedding dress, admittedly a little drunk

a deep meaningful look burning

seemed too much of a coincidence at the time not

her lips as she scowled at

objected petulantly, folding her arms in front of her. “What was it you said? ‘I’ll do it! I’ll marry you!”‘ He chuckled, imitating

do it! I’ll marry you.’ If you’re going to mock me, at least do it properly.” She grumbled as

side street, heading deeper into the center of the

believe that I have someone so perfect to

him and he

want this contract to end. I want

she turned slowly back to face him. He kept doing this. Saying these little things that made her heart beat in

and practically begged her not to leave him, his vulnerability raw and plain to hear, as

to leave his side, but if she said it out loud so that he knew how she felt, then it would make it all

couldn’t do it to herself, nor

answer, the car pulled to a