Book TRK
Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Chapter 22 I hadn’t expected Roman to lie, so I had no clue how to react. 1/3 Griffon was VERY particular and VERY possessive. I was not to sleep with anyone else, or to be involved with anyone else in any way during the duration of our contract. Even though we were not romantically involved-though I so desperately wished he had feelings for me-it didn’t matter. No one touched anything that belonged to Alpha Knight, and the Alpha was very particular about his things. How they looked, smelled, felt… To say that control was important to him was an understatement. The urge to explain myself to him was strong right now, but our relationship was over, and it was unnecessary. He also didn’t deserve an explanation from me after so casually throwing me aside.
When I hesitated, Griffon nodded toward me and said, “Fine. Let her pour the wine.” Roman quickly returned the wine to me and said, “Hurry up.” Puzzled by Griffon’s sudden change of heart, I complied with Roman’s urging, picked up the wine bottle again, and bent down to pour Griffon a drink. Chapter 22 2/3 Before the wine was poured out, the rim of the glass was covered by his hand again. Griffon narrowed his eyes, and a borderline evil smirk crossed his lips. “Kneel,” he growled out low, commanding. I was taken aback by Griffon’s request. I might have been his secret lover, but I was not his servant. He’d never asked something like this of me before. Part of me wanted to immediately kneel at his feet, willing to do whatever it took to have him payTêxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
attention to me. I wanted him so badly, and just being near him had my insides twisting up with desire, nerves…lust. But then I remembered how he’d tossed me aside as if I didn’t matter, didn’t have feelings. Treated me the same way so many people treated the girl without her wolf. I straightened up again and said, “Alpha Knight, I don’t know what I’ve done to offend you, but clearly, something is going on.” I turned and placed the bottle back on the table, then grabbed my purse. “I’ll leave now and won’t disturb you anymore.” I turned to leave, taking a step toward the door, but Roman’s hand gripping my arm stopped me. “There’s no need to leave. You’ll stay and enjoy the rest of the evening.” Then, he threatened in a low voice that only I could hear. “Don’t forget your best friend.” 3/3 Chapter 22 I quickly composed myself. I had hoped that Griffon’s anger would give me a chance to leave, but Roman’s insistence on pleasing him for the sake of his project made me angry. But I couldn’t drag Harper into this. I turned around, picked up the wine bottle, and knelt before Griffon.