Chapter 90
CHARLOTTE’S POV
I woke up feeling lighter than usual. My body was relaxed, and for once there was no headache wating for me. I was gradial for that. Ace wasn’t in the room, he must have left while I was still sleeping, I went into the bathroom, took a quick sen then walked straight into his walk–in closet. It looked like something out of a magazine. The shelves were lond with expensive watches and cufflinks arranged in glass cases. His suits were hung by colour, dark shades on one vide her sours on the other, each one spaced perfectly. Even his shoes were polished and placed in neat rows on wooden der
I searched through the drawers. His boxers were stacked neatly, just like I expected. I picked a dark blue one and one of has big shirts. It smelled clean and just like him.
When I walked into the living room, he still wasn’t there. The broken glass door hadn’t been replaced yet. The house felt too quiet and that was when I realized I was all alone. I found myself missing him, his presence around me, the way he held me close, the way he would always kiss me and we would get lost in each other without saying much
I prepared a cup of coffee and sat down with my laptop. As I drank, I opened the file Les had sent to me. It was a detailed report on silver vein syndrome, a rare condition affecting both humans and werewolves, where the blood slowly rejects healing enzymes, making wounds harder to close and infections more dangerous and the systemic lupus erythematoum severe autoimmune disease where the body attacks its own tissues. We had been researching how it presents diferently in werewolf patients, especially mixed–blood ones whose healing abilities confuse the immune system instead of strengthening it.
She sent it over a week ago, and I hadn’t even opened it until now. That alone made me realize how distracted I had been. I shouldn’t be here in Ace’s penthouse. I should be at the hospital, focused on the work I came to the US to do. Ever notice I arrived, everything has been off. My routine is gone, my schedule means nothing these days, all because one green–eyed dangerously handsome Alpha keeps interfering with my life.
I spent four hours reading through the medical data, case studies, and lab results, writing down important points I sendin research deeper later. By the time I was done, my eyes hurt and my body ached for the bed. Just as I stretched, my phone it was Liam’s nanny. Guilt washed over me immediately. I was a horrible mother. I had promised hurts I would came home last night, and I didn’t.
rang.
“Hey mama,” his voice rang out the moment I placed the phone against my ear. “Where are you mama Should T you up?”
My lips stretched into a full smile at his words.
“And how exactly do you plan to do that? Who’s going to drive you? Your legs can’t even reach the pedas ver 1
“I know,” he said quickly. “Just a few more years and I’ll drive you everywhere. I’m going to bevense your bodyguard. Today I got a star in class, and I finished my lunch all by myself. Leven can faster than Jo
“You did?” I smiled wider. “That’s my big boy”
“I promise I’ll be back home tomorrow.” I said softly. “And I’ll pick you up from holonell
“You don’t have to mummy be replied inuerenity “Stephen will bring me back bons tomorven you’re with uncle daddy and I don’t want to interrupt
My jaw dropped. He sounded so innocent saying those wont rankundy.
“How did you know I was with Ace
“It’s a secret? he replied proudly. “Genilemen don’t expose their were called as cole Vai tomat have
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before, just like you and aunt Les sometimes talk about girl code or something like that”
I blinked, surprised. “Bro code?”
“Yes,” he continued seriously. “Boys have meetings too, mama, we just don’t tell
I couldn’t help it. I laughed softly, shaking my head. Where was he even learning all these things from? Hember confident, so ridiculous and grown at the same time.
“Also,” he added excitedly, “aunt Les said she’ll teach me more pages from the anatomy book And she goe It’s called brain cells for beginners. She said I’m smart enough to understand some parts
I smiled. Of course Les would be encouraging him already. “Slow down, little doctor, I reased gently. After calking wit Liam, I went back to the bedroom. The moment my head touched the soft pillow, sleep took over
I didn’t dream, and I was grateful for that. The dreams about my past, no matter how much I needed them in now my truth, always came with the worst headaches and ruined my entire day.
I woke up snuggled against Ace’s hard chest, my cheek resting just above the steady beat of his heart. I blinkert derly eyes adjusted to his face and frowned when I noticed he was wearing a shirt to sleep. That was unusual here the feca I had seen him sleep, he never wore one.
“Why are you waking up so early,” he grumbled in a groggy, sleepy voice, pulling me back when I tried to move y crashed softly into his arms again, trapped in the warmth of his hold.
“I have to go back home. I haven’t seen my son for almost two days and I’ve almost abandoned my hospital. Daves of work waiting for me.”
His eyes opened and locked with mine in a deep, heated gaze that made my chest dance in a crazy way that scared the stan out of me. I slowly lifted my hand and played with the stubble along his jaw, He made a low satisfied sound on relaxed more into my touch.
“Marry me.”
I must have heard that wrong because his voice was so low. “What was that?*
“I’m asking you to marry me.”
Oh.
Oh shit. He wasn’t joking.
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He sat up, leaning his back against the headboard, then pulled me up until I was sitting on top of hark, www ng of his waist. I tried to ignore the fact that I was completely naked under his shirt and his bores. The seas of y accidentally ground against his crotch, he was raging hard, and he let out a low grin that she tak His hand shipped under my shirt and he cupped one of my boobs, squeezing gently. I but my isang es Sah moaning
“You’re not wearing any bra” he said bluntly, completely loving the feel of my are books in his book het gesche My checks turned pink as he rubbed my nob slightly, then switched to the other sid
“We’re not supposed to wear a bra to sleep. I said quietly “It can restrict cirubin at the head stay clip discomfort if worn for long hours”
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“I’m not complaining.” he said, his voice lower and rougher nose the band med grab my bare butt under his boxers that I wore. “My clothes look good on you i want to cam you honey das wood sex you wearing them”
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“Are, I muttered, struggling to keep my thoughts straight because he was getting bigger beneath me, the proof of it pressing firmly on my core. I couldn’t stop myself from moving slightly, grinding slowly against him without really meaning to. We weren’t having sex, but the closeness and heat between us, the way he was lifting his hips to meet my core felt dangerously
erotic.
His hand tightened gently on my butt and guided the movement of my waist, encouraging the slow rhythm I had started. My body followed it almost unconsciously.
He bent his head and sucked lightly at the hardened nub of my breast through the shirt, the sensation sending a sharp, electric pleasure straight through me. My waist moved in small, unsteady circles with the pressure of his hand, faster than I intended, and my breath started coming out unevenly. It was so hot and quick and before I could stop myself, my body shuddered against him, quivering violently as the feeling built and broke at the same time, leaving my head spinning and my fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt.
He was breathing hard, his fingers still resting firmly on my waist. “I want to do this every day,” he said quietly. “I want to wake up with you like this in the morning. Trash that… I want to wake up every morning and have you in my arms, with my face buried inside you,” He paused, then added in a lower, dirtier voice, “I would wake up every morning and eat you out.”
He didn’t give me time to recover from the earlier sensation before dropping those dirty words so casually, sending heat rushing straight through my body all over again.
I swallowed, struggling to find the right words to answer him. Did I want to marry him?
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
