The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 198 His brows furrowed. "It's very possible. Are you worried that you may not be strong enough to deal with them as they come?" he asked lightly. "| don't know. Maybe I'm just worried about potentially losing everything in the process," | said. "Tell me what's going to happen when this story about the case hits the public." He let out a breath and stretched. "First and foremost, a lot of people are going to have questions. Once the statement is released, the story we painted is going to solidify Michael's image going forward." "I see.

And how long do you think it will be before Caroline comes barging through the doors, demanding you get her son out of jail?" | asked, knowingly. Alexander rolled his eyes. "If she were smart, she would think twice about trying anything like that. She knows all too well how guilty she is in all of this. The only reason why she wasn't tossed into jail with her delinquent son is because | couldn't get any physical evidence on her," he explained. Hell, that really was a shame. | noticed the small smile pull at Alexander's lips.

"You know, | ---- think the way you carried yourself today in court was very impressive. Not to mention the way you handled the press," he said appraisingly. My face heated under his gaze. "They can be absolute vultures and you gave them the perfect response." | returned his smile and playfully shrugged. "Perhaps, you're rubbing off on me." | felt the air shift between us as he arched his brow. "Do you think you'll be able to fall back asleep on your own? Or would you like for me to help?" My heartbeat started to increase.

What little trace of sleep that had been lingering before was placed on hold. His eyes were smoldering with that same sensual heat that | was growing accustomed to. "Help me how?" | asked dubiously. He pulled his hand down the length of my body, tracing the line of my chest and over my waist. His hand came to settle on my lower abdomen. "Lay on your back," he instructed. | followed his order and watched as he gathered himself lower 'on the bed. He curled his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down my legs.

| truly wondered if there was ever going to be a time when | wouldn't blush in front of him like ---- this. Probably not. Alexander had the most ridiculous effect on me. Worst of all, | was fairly certain that he knew it. His hands splayed over the exposed skin of my thighs. Inching upward, my breath caught in my lungs when he skimmed his fingers over the thin material of my panties. "My God," he groaned. "Have you been this wet the entire time?" | sucked in a sharp breath. "Don't tease me," | said warningly. The sound of his chuckle bounced off of me. "No teasing.

| did promise that | would help you fall back asleep, did | not?" He hooked a corner of the fabric and pulled it to the side while pressing the flat of his tongue against my hot center. My mouth fell open. An inaudible moan came out as every nerve in my body coiled under the building pressure. Alexander gave long, firm strokes, pushing me further to that hot spiraling peak. My hips began to lift off the bed in a rhythmic pulse with every pull from his mouth.

As much as | wanted to let my eyes fall shut, | couldn't bring myself to tear away from that stunning image of him buried between my thighs. | felt his own groan vibrate through me like an electric shock. ---- "Fuck, Evelyn," he breathed. "I want to marry you again."