Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

This was helping me calm down my nervousness and frustration.

questions about his choices and preferences, likes

time, he seemed to slip in some other world and mull over

while as I got to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep to himself but adored his

and was a self–made man. King Callahan was as ruthless to

never thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people with care was unexpected

color co–ordination or themes would you want

was twirling a pen in his hand and answered, “I am not sure.

blinked at

to somebody’s

and asked, “Well then you tell me what you have

end of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along with

would be nice.”

Chapter 23

almost as if I

way, was not too bad at

my head as

It is a ball…a mating ball for

love.”

his pen and gave me an even look.

believe in that?”

by his stare. “Of course I do. Why

mates.”

replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up

was making fun of the

the world is devoid of it.

pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He

What makes you so

nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me, right into

shivered and felt queasy and felt

“I…I said ‘don’t…just because you don’t love

his chair and walked past the large desk to come and directly stand

of me.

standing in front of me, it felt as if

slowly lowered his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I had been seated

at eye–level with me and

and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also very dangerous to attract attention

on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to

He breathed and I

told me no, he can’t allow me to touch

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255