Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Larry's POV: 

If I were being completely honest, I was surprised when Amelia's attitude towards me changed so quickly.But this was a good thing.She hadn't called me "honey" ever since we broke up, and that was an eternity ago.

Oh, my God! Was this my chance? Had she finally stopped rejecting me? I felt that she was finally willing to accept my love.

Maybe she was moved by the way I treated her lately.I was so happy.My plan was working.I just needed to keep on treating her sweetly until she remembered what our love felt like in the past, rekindling her old feelings for me.

When we arrived at the restaurant, I said to the waiter, "Take me and my love to your most luxurious private room!"

"Yes, sir," the waiter answered promptly with a big smile on his face.

"Please follow me."

Then, he led us to a quiet and spacious private room.When we were seated, he handed me a menu.I skimmed through the menu and looked at Amelia.

"What food do you want? Honey, you can order whatever you like."

"It's up to you, honey.I can't always make you bend over backwards for me.I have to consider your feelings, too."

Amelia looked at me with a gentle smile, which made the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.

Amelia was actually being nice to me.She was so thoughtful! I quickly ordered the most expensive dishes and told the waiter to leave us alone.

"Don't come in unless necessary."

Then I sank back in my seat.

The smile on my face was so big, I felt as though my cheeks were going to cramp.

"Amelia, I'm so happy that you're mine again.It feels so surreal, I often wonder if I'm dreaming.It's as though we've returned to our youth.Back then, we used to talk every day and love each other deeply."

"I'm not young anymore, Larry."

If my eyes didn't deceive me, it looked like Amelia's smile was a little fainter than before, which made me panic.

Had I said something wrong? Thinking about what I said just now, I wondered if it was because I mentioned the past.

Perhaps I inadvertently reminded Amelia of the time I had imprisoned her.

Alas, I only did that because I loved her so much.

Why couldn't she understand something so simple? It seemed winning Amelia's heart back was going to be trickier than I thought.I quickly changed the topic of conversation and tried to lighten the mood by telling her a joke.

"There was once a baby snake. It asked its mother, ‘Are we poisonous snakes?’ The mother said, 'Yes, we are.But why do you ask?’ The little snake said that it bit its tongue by accident."

I spoke dramatically, trying my best to deliver the joke as excellently as possible.

"Oh, that's hilarious, Larry!" Amelia burst into laughter.

Her laugh was as crisp as bells ringing.

I finally breathed

still remember the first

a good mood again, I

remember, honey," Amelia replied, looking deep into

first laid eyes on

I sighed with emotion.

back then.I

made me really

her hand and

don't you leave with

staring

you be willing to start over with

not that I'm unwilling.It's

turned her head to look at

what can I do to make you

Amelia sighed.

but first, I need to say goodbye to Anthony and

heard this.Why on earth

back with me!"

me.I need to express my gratitude to her, in the

begged.I couldn't say

"Fine."

the end,

Amelia's POV: 

now.I was so nervous the whole time that I had broken into

was really difficult to deal

to hear, he would look immensely dissatisfied with me.I was scared that

to the man who had imprisoned

haunted

still scared of him.I couldn't get rid of the fear that he would

magic drug sitting in my handbag

have to be tortured by this devil? Even though every inch of my body wanted to run, I knew I had to fulfill my mission and drug Larry.I couldn't fail.I had

was riding on this.I tried

served the food, I pretended to

on the surface, fearing that

secretly prayed that Larry would stand up and leave the private room as soon as

drug his food? Fortunately, God seemed to hear

stood up

go to the bathroom.Wait for

ahead.I'll be right

casual smile.I was extremely

come! As he turned to leave, I

I dropped the knife and leapt into action, pulling the vial out of my bag and pouring its contents into Larry's baked rice with

cold beads of sweat formed on

it was as though there was nothing inside the vial.I kept shaking it on top of Larry's food, but it felt like