Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 145 70% $5 vouchers Selene There are moments in life when you find yourself standing in a place where you just know that no matter what you do you are already dead, because there is no escape left to think about and no miracle left to hope for, and I realized in this instant that I was standing right inside one of those moments. Alpha Damien, the demon of the West, the very man I'd spent a day at the Crimson Warrior Rite trying to avoid, stood before me now, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body and the full weight of his presence pressing down on me.

and he was holding me in place as if I were nothing more than something he had already claimed. My heart pounded so hard in my chest that it hurt, and a cold sver slid down my spine as I stared into those lazy, dangerous crimson eyes that were calmly looking down at me as though I were a puzzle he had already solved.

1 did not even fully understand what was happening yet, but judging by the way he was looking at me and the way he had spoken, it was obvious that he had known who I was from the very beginning, and that meant he had been watching me this entire tinie as I sneaked around in disguise, hiding my scent and my gender, playing my little games like a foolish rat in a maze, while he observed me in silence to see how far I would go The realization made something bitter twist in my chest, because I was not anyone's entertainment, and I refused to be treated like some amusing little creature he could toy with just because he was powerful.

Damien's gaze dropped to my lips, catching the small frown there, and a faint glimmer of amusement passed through his eyes before he spoke in that bored, dangerous tone of his. "Are you disappointed?" I lifted my eyes to meet his and answered without hesitation, my voice steady even though everything inside me was screaming. "Disappointed that you caught me?

Who wouldn't be I really thought I was smart enough to fool the demon of the West." He tilted his head slightly at my words and stepped closer, so close that there was no space left for me to retreat even if I wanted to, especially with his hold on me keeping me right where he wanted me. His presence felt overwhelming, like standing too close to a storm that could tear everything apart with a single move. "Do you really think," he said calmly, "that hiding your scent and disguising your gender would ever work on me?

You cannot fool me, Selene." A shiver ran through me again, but this time it had nothing to do with fear. It was the first time he had ever said my name out loud, and the sound of it in his voice sent something dangerously warm through my veins, something that made my breath hitch despite myself, even though I immediately told myself to stop thinking such stupid, traitorous thoughts about a man like him.

I started to lift my hands to push him away, knowing full well it was probably pointless but refusing to stay still and obedient in front of him, when voices suddenly drifted toward us from down the corridor. "Where is Noah?" Miles' voice called out. "I'm sure he came this way." "I don't know," Chloe answered, sounding worried. "Let's check around, we'll see him." My eyes widened in alarm when I recognized them. There was no way I could let them see me like this, pinned against a wall by their own Alpha, because that would only complicate things.

I looked up at Damien and flicked my hand in a sharp, irritated motion, as if I were shooing away an annoying insect. "Leave," I whispered fiercely. He glanced at my hand and then back at my face, but he did not move even a single step, and if anything, it felt like he drew even closer, as though my command had amused him rather than deterred him. 1/3 1:53 Mon, Feb Chapter 145 ปี 70% 55 vouchers I glared at him, my frustration burning hot, because this infuriating, terrifying man clearly had no intention of doing anything I wanted. What in the world was he trying to do now?

Chloe's voice drifted closer through the corridor. "Huh... there are two people standing there. Who are they?" she asked, and I could hear both her and Miles moving nearer with every step. I bit my lip, panic and calculation crashing together in my mind because the last thing I wanted was for Chloe or Miles to see Alpha Damien standing this close to me, and if that happened then everything I had been carefully hiding would shatter. in a single moment.

I lifted my eyes to Damien, then, without meaning to, my gaze slipped to his lips, and a treacherous memory rose up of how it had felt when I had kissed him before, it was far too intoxicating for my own good. Damien watched me closely, clearly curious about what I was about to do, as if he already sensed that I was about to do something reckless. I let out a slow breath.

"Alpha Damien," I murmured, and when he met my eyes I continued in a low, urgent voice, "lend me your body again." Before either of us could overthink it, I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned forward, pressing my lips to his. I hated how much I liked it. The kiss was not deep at first, but the instant our lips touched, a rush of warmth spread through my body and a soft shudder slipped through me, and for a brief second I forgot about everything else, about how terrifying he was, about how complicated this was going to become, and about all the consequences waiting for me.

I only knew that I was pressed against him, kissing him, and that it felt far too right. His hands tightened around my waist, steady and possessive, and his other hand came up to my cheek, guiding my face gently but firmly as he kissed me back, catching me completely off guard. The soft contact turned intense in a heartbeat, and my back was pressed against the wall as though he meant to hold me there. My breath hitched, but I did not pull away, and instead I found myself gripping him even tighter, as if my body had decided for me that this was where I belonged.

Somewhere in the distance I heard Chloe gasp. "Oh my goddess there are people making out there. Let's go, Miles, we shouldn't bother them." "Wait," Miles said sharply. "Doesn't that look like Noah?" For a moment, everything seemed to stop. I wanted to turn my head, to see if they were really looking at me, but Damien's hand on my face was firm, holding me in place. Before I could react, he nipped lightly at my lower lip, stealing my breath and forcing a small, startled sound from me. When he had the chance, his tongue slipped into my mouth deepening the kiss.

The world around us fell silent as I kissed him back, careful to keep his face hidden, shielding him from their view. "Chloe," Miles said quietly but urgently, "let's go." I felt movement, heard their footsteps retreating, and then their voices faded until I could no longer hear them at all. They were gone. I should have pulled away then, I knew I should have, because that had been the whole point of this reckless act, but instead I realized with a mix of frustration and disbelief that my hands were tightening around him even more, as if my body was stubbornly refusing to let him go.

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