The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 169 [Third-Person's POV] Alexander didn't question his grandmother when she came into his office to tell him about his apparent plans for the evening. In fact, he was actually looking forward to them. "Now that the truth has been let out, don't you think it's time for you and Evelyn to work on building your chemistry as a married couple?" Wendy asked him. "You and Evelyn are expected to have dinner in the formal dining room this evening." "You mean the dining room adjacent to the ballroom?" he questioned. Wendy flashed a knowing smile and curtly nodded.

"Perhaps, after dinner, you could demonstrate to Evelyn how good of a dancer you are..." Needless to say, Alexander got the message she was trying to send to him. When six o'clock rolled around, he stopped whatever he was doing and headed to the bedroom to freshen up. Upon entering the empty room, he felt a sudden wave of disappointment. Eveyin still hadn't completely moved herself back into the master bedroom yet. There hadn't been any real ---- decision when it came to it. Yes, Alexander purposely got rid of the two separate beds and placed them in one larger one.

Just the thought of knowing that he had intentionally placed two separate beds in the room to start off made him inwardly cringe. It was an idiotic idea to have in the first place. He wanted more mornings like the one they shared today. Minus the emotional rollercoaster and memory whiplash, of course. Alexander wanted to fall asleep every night with Evelyn enveloped in his arms. He wanted her close in case she needed him for anything. In case he needed to help ease her unsteady emotions...or, perhaps, even fulfill a hidden desire.

Alexander switched into a fresh dress shirt and pants before heading to pick up Evelyn. There was a likely chance that she's never been to the formal dining room which meant she had no idea where it was located. No matter. He approached her bedroom door and softly knocked. A short moment passed and the door opened, revealing one of the most stunning sights he'd ever seen. Evelyn wore a long dark blue gown that accentuated the perfect curve of her bust. His eyes were unapologetically drawn to the deep crease of her cleavage.

Her hair was kept down from its ---- usual hair tie and gently curled at the bottom. "Oh my God," he whispered under his breath. "You look..." Jesus Christ, there wasn't a single word that could properly describe just how beautiful she looked. He noticed the slight blush that stained her cheeks and felt most of the blood in his body drop straight down to his crotch. "Thank you. You look handsome, as always," she said wistfully. He quirked a brow. "As always? Surely, you're only saying that now because I've finally taken that ridiculous mask away." She shook her head. "No, actually.

The mask, although unnecessary, added to your allure." His allure? Without another word, he watched Evelyn trail out of the room. He quickly snapped out of his mental revere and placed her hand in the crook of his arm. He led her down a different set of hallways to a whole new room she'd never seen. The dining room table was much larger than the one they were used to sitting at. The table was set for just the two and the room was enwrapped in a soft illuminant glow from all the candles around. As soon as they sat down, the kitchen staff came out with the ---- first courses.

They ate in pleasant silence for a while until the main course was brought out. "Oh, | meant to tell you earlier. Oliver reached out and spoke to me," she told him. "He just wanted to give me an update on my brother's status. It looks like Edward is going to make a full recovery."