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Chapter Seventy Two
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My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy-Four
For some reason, the warmth of his hand in mine suddenly felt too much. Too intimate and too real. My fingers trembled, and before I could think better of it, I pulled my hand away. The loss of contact hit me like a cold gust, but I needed space. Just a second to breathe. To remember who I was and why I couldn’t let myself fall any deeper until I understood what the portrait in that sanctuary really meant. Until I understood every single thing about this Mr temptation.I took a deep, shaky breath and forced my voice steady. “The song,” I said quickly, latching onto the first safe topic that came to mind. “For the routine. I… I chose one. I think it’s perfect.”Evander tilted his head, waiting. His gray eyes were patient, but I could feel the intensity behind them, like he was reading every flicker of emotion on my face.“Swan Lake,” I told him. “The main theme. Tchaikovsky. It’s dramatic and graceful and… tragic in the best way. I thought it would suit the moves we’ve been working on.
My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy-Three
Evelyn's POV The ice felt colder under my blades now, or maybe it was just the way my body had started to betray me. We were gliding through another slow circle, his hand was firm on my waist, guiding me with that careful gentleness that had been there all morning. I tried to focus on the rhythm of our strokes, on matching his pace, on not letting the ache in my chest show on my face. But then it happened.My stomach growled.It sounded loud and embarrassing. It was a deep, rumbling protest that echoed in the quiet rink.I froze for half a second, praying the sound had been swallowed by the scrape of our skates or the soft hum of the ventilation system. My cheeks burned instantly. I kept my eyes forward, pretending nothing had happened, and pushed into the next crossover a little too forcefully.Evander slowed us smoothly, bringing us to a gentle stop near the boards. His brow furrowed slightly, his head tilted as he studied me.“What was that sound?” he asked, his voice low and curi
My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy Two
DYLEN’S POVI felt her before I saw her.The moment the car door opened outside, a ripple ran through me, through Kaelith, through every guarded corner of my soul. Evelyn. My mate. Her scent drifted on the cold air like a promise I had waited centuries to fulfill.I was in the pool when it happened, finishing laps to burn off the restless energy from last night. But the instant her presence brushed against the bond, I stopped mid-stroke, water streaming down my face. She was here. Though she was late.I climbed out, wrapped a towel around my hips, and let her wander. I could track her heartbeat from anywhere in the house. Slow at first in the foyer, quickening in the library, then racing as she found the hallway. When she hesitated outside the sanctuary door, I held my breath. When she pushed it open, I smiled into the empty steam of the bathroom.I had left it ajar on purpose.I wanted her to see, and I let her wonder. I let her feel the pull before I explained it.That room was hers
My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy Two
DYLEN’S POVI felt her before I saw her.The moment the car door opened outside, a ripple ran through me, through Kaelith, through every guarded corner of my soul. Evelyn. My mate. Her scent drifted on the cold air like a promise I had waited centuries to fulfill.I was in the pool when it happened, finishing laps to burn off the restless energy from last night. But the instant her presence brushed against the bond, I stopped mid-stroke, water streaming down my face. She was here. Though she was late.I climbed out, wrapped a towel around my hips, and let her wander. I could track her heartbeat from anywhere in the house. Slow at first in the foyer, quickening in the library, then racing as she found the hallway. When she hesitated outside the sanctuary door, I held my breath. When she pushed it open, I smiled into the empty steam of the bathroom.I had left it ajar on purpose.I wanted her to see, and I let her wonder. I let her feel the pull before I explained it.That room was hers
My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy One
I stood in that beautiful, heartbreaking room a little longer, gazing up at the woman in pink. Her smile was soft. My chest tightened with a confusing mix of awe and jealousy. I did not want to share. I had never been good at sharing the things that mattered most to me. The idea of Mr Evander belonging to someone else, even a memory, made my stomach twist painfully. I wanted him to myself. Completely and selfishly. Only mine.I let out a long and heavy sigh,then forced my feet to move. The hallway felt colder as I walked away from the sanctuary, pulling the door closed behind me. Each step toward the rink echoed with questions I was afraid to ask.By the time I reached the glass doors, my emotions were a tangled mess. I was feeling jealousy, longing, fear and hope. I pushed them down, wiped my expression clean, and stepped inside.Evander was already there, gliding in slow, powerful strokes across the ice. He wore dark jeans and a fitted black thermal shirt that hugged every line of h
My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker Chapter Seventy
I turned slowly, my heart already pounding from the shift in the air, and there he was.Mr.Evander.Standing in the doorway, filling it completely. He stood bare-chested, skin still glistening with droplets of water that traced lazy paths down the hard planes of his torso. A white towel knotted low around his hips, clinging precariously, leaving far too little to the imagination. His hair was damp and tousled, falling over his forehead in a way that made him look younger, almost vulnerable and cute except for those storm-gray eyes fixed on me with unreadable intensity.I forgot how to breathe.He leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms crossed casually over his chest as if he wasn’t standing half-naked in front of me. “You’re late, little one,” he said, voice low and rough, like gravel wrapped in velvet. “I started without you. Decided on another bath while I waited.”My gaze betrayed me, drifting down before I could stop it—over broad shoulders, defined chest, the cut lines o
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