Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 672

Chapter 19 : Why Should I Help You?

*Soren*

After sending Payne on another recon mission, I headed back to the hotel. Instead of following Mila directly, I sent him to keep an eye on the bounty hunters.

I made my way to the top floor and headed toward my room. Halfway down the hallway, I paused.

A slender, brunette beauty leaned against my door. She wore a familiar white sundress, her brown hair rippling down her back like a chocolate waterfall.

She had her ankles crossed and leaned against my door casually, but also in a way that made it impossible not to see the perfect shape of her body.

“Rosalie?” I murmured, thinking that maybe I was dreaming again.

The woman turned around and smiled gently, nodding to me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes at myself. No, it wasn’t Rosalie. It never would be.

Instead, Mila stood there. Inwardly, I chastised myself. What the f**k was I thinking? Why was I still thinking about Rosalie? There was seriously something wrong with me.

I approached Mila, crossing my arms.

“Why are you here? What do you want?” I asked sharply.

Mila licked her lips and tried to smile again. I saw her jaw tense, her lips strained. She forced her smile wider.

“I was waiting for you,” she said in a soft, sultry voice.

I pursed my lips and arched an eyebrow at her. Less than an hour ago, she yelled at me to stay away from her and ran off again. She made it clear she wanted nothing to do with me and nothing from me.

And yet, here she was, at my door, wearing an outfit obviously meant to entice me.

I narrowed my eyes at her.

The dress wasn’t all that was different. She’d showered. I could smell the nice fragrance of her shampoo.

What was she up to? Most women who tell a man to leave them alone and run off don’t come back an hour later looking for something… deeper.

shook my head. It bothered me that she could make me think of Rosalie so easily. It bothered me that I couldn’t stop thinking about

to be a reminder of what I longed

leave from the temple. I hadn’t followed after her and I hadn’t tried to stop her once she ran. If she’d just taken that chance then her issues would be long gone, along with the aching in my

back just to torment me

anything about Rosalie or how she impacted me. Maybe this was my punishment for running away

punishment, I didn’t have to

up and show up at a man’s door in the middle of the night?”

moment, then her face flushed. I thought it was embarrassment until I saw her clench

knife before, I wouldn’t put it past her

block her, but Mila relaxed her

took a deep breath and gave me a sweet,

eyebrow. “You’re free to perceive me however you want, but if that’s what you think of women, that

came from my own anger at myself. It wasn’t like I was really mad at her.

the inside of my lip to keep from smirking. Her

Whatever she wanted, I knew it was about her own survival. She wouldn’t be here unless she was desperate and that made me curious. What could have happened in the past

opened the hotel room door and went inside. I left the door open, giving Mila the chance to come in if

***

*Mila*

he left the door open. I stood in the doorway for a moment wondering if I

by standing out in the hallway all night. I

he hadn’t offered me a place to sit, so I wasn’t sure if he was going to turn around and tell

that. He lashed out in anger, I’ve seen that happen again and again, but I got the feeling that he

hung between us as Soren moved around the room, busying himself with picking things up and moving them

have anything to drink?” I asked,

me, Soren went straight to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of wine and two

what I was thinking. I just wanted a glass of water because

the couch and nodded to the seat beside

my lower lip. Drinking wine on a couch together was

made up my mind that I would do whatever I needed to in

couch, making a comfortable space between us. I sighed and

him over. The light in the room was dim but I

I’d looked at him before and I’d seen how handsome and attractive he was.

I was guarded and refused to see deeper than his physical features. The room

was more than good looking.

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