Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 138 – I’ve heard about MindNest

Seraphine didn’t like this, because something in her gut that refused to quiet down no matter how composed she tried to appear, and the truth was simple in a way she couldn’t ignore.

She didn’t know this man, nor his intentions, nor the extent of his reach, and everything about him, from the way he stood to the way his eyes locked onto hers, made it very clear that he was not someone to take lightly.

"Well, Mr. Ashkael’s friends aren’t really my friends," she said, her tone carrying more weight than the words themselves, a subtle line drawn in the sand that she hoped would be enough to create distance between them.

Instead, it only made him smile. Santiago Russo didn’t look the least bit offended, his dark gaze steady and unshaken as it held onto her, as though her resistance only made her more interesting to him.

There was no denying that he was attractive in a way that could easily mislead someone who didn’t know better, the kind of presence that commanded attention without effort, the dangerous aura around him was enough to caution Seraphine.

"Well, we aren’t really friends," he said smoothly, the corner of his lips lifting just slightly. "Put us in the same room long enough, and we might just end up killing each other."

His glance toward Voren carried a quiet challenge, unspoken but very much understood, and before that tension could stretch any further, Leon stepped in, closing the distance between himself and Seraphine as he pulled her gently into his arms, his hold firm enough to make a statement without turning into a scene.

say it out loud for the weight of it to be felt, because the history he had with men like Santiago was written in the countless surgeries he had performed, the lives he had tried to piece

far as appearances went, Leon was still officially playing the

she’s had a long day at the hospital before

reason he had adjusted his schedule to be here, and time was not

but firm in a way that made it clear he wasn’t making a casual suggestion. "Because what I intend to discuss with her is

despite herself, because nothing about her had been made public yet, nothing that should have drawn this kind of attention, and yet here he was, standing in front of her like he already knew enough

of being alone with him, even for a conversation, felt

I have any special business to discuss. Augustine here is an old friend,

what I heard." He raised a brow slightly as he spoke, lifting his cigar just enough to take a slow puff, the smoke curling into the air in a way that made Seraphine instinctively turn her head to the side to avoid it, her

continued, watching her closely.

hit harder

at once. Was this what Seraphine wanted him to invest in? She had been serious about everything she had said, and for someone like Santiago to take notice, meant he might

followed was, was it too late for him to invest? He couldn’t ask here, not now, because everything about the way Seraphine carried herself