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.

so easily. It bothered me that I couldn’t stop thinking about Rosalie! I’d tried to let her go. I

a reminder

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 heart

back just to torment

was my punishment for running away and abandoning my

if Mila was my punishment, I didn’t have to make her existence any

up at a man’s door in the middle of the night?” I asked coldly,

She looked offended for a moment, then her face flushed. I thought it was embarrassment until I saw her clench her hands at her

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

to block

deep breath and

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

scoffed but held my tongue. The insult I threw at her came from my own anger at myself. It wasn’t like I was really mad at her. I

the inside of my lip to keep from smirking. Her reply was… unexpected and intriguing. She was

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

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

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*Mila*

into his room but he left the door open. I stood in the

what I came for by standing out in the

and I leaned against the doorframe. He hadn’t really invited me in and he hadn’t offered me a place to sit, so I wasn’t sure if he was

out in anger, I’ve

with picking things up and moving them around. It didn’t look like he had an actual

you have anything to drink?”

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

twisted nervously. That was a little more intimate than what I was thinking. I just wanted a glass of water because my

seat beside him. He set the glasses and wine bottle on the

hands together and bit my lower lip. Drinking wine on a

walked across the room and sat down. I had made up my mind that I would do whatever I needed to in order to get his help tonight. This was all about survival and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t

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

The light in the room was dim

him before and I’d seen how handsome and attractive he was. I’d never

as an enemy, so I was guarded and refused to see deeper than his physical features. The room

was no dancing around that. Who was I kidding? He was more than good looking. He was absolutely gorgeous! But behind his attractiveness, I could see strength and

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