Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 672

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.

think of Rosalie so easily. It bothered me that I couldn’t stop thinking

Mila come into my life simply to be a reminder of

ran. If she’d just taken that chance then

she come back just to torment

she impacted me. Maybe this was my punishment for running away and abandoning my family. The Moon

punishment, I didn’t have to make

kind of women dress up and show up at a man’s door in the middle of the night?” I asked coldly, narrowing

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

me with a knife before, I wouldn’t put it past her to try

block her, but Mila relaxed

and gave me a

read that deeply into my actions,” she said, arching an eyebrow. “You’re free to perceive me however you want, but if that’s what you think of

came from my own anger at

lip to keep from smirking. Her reply was… unexpected and intriguing. She was

own survival. She wouldn’t be here unless she was desperate

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

***

*Mila*

open. I

I came for by standing out in the hallway all night. I went in and closed the door behind

He hadn’t really invited me in and he hadn’t offered me a place to sit, so I wasn’t

lashed out in anger, I’ve seen that happen again and again, but I got the feeling that he wasn’t directly angry at

himself with picking things up and moving them around. It didn’t look like he had an actual purpose to anything he was

you have anything to drink?” I asked,

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

intimate than what I was thinking. I just wanted

couch and nodded to the seat beside him. He

hands together and bit my lower lip. Drinking wine on a couch together was pretty…

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

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

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

looked at him before and I’d seen how handsome and attractive he was. I’d never really seen him before, not until I

deeper than his physical features. The

He was more

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