Chapter twenty-three

The elevator doors chimed open at the last floor, CEO’s Penthouse with Bryan and Roy hesitantly drifting apart so as not to treat Stella to a sight she wouldn’t be able to wipe out of her memory any time soon.

“Clear my schedule and do not let anyone in.” He instructed Stella who had a warm smile on her face and she nodded fervently, “Of course sir.”

“You are so cute when you smile,” Roy says when they finally enter into his enormous office.

His smile broadened and he hitched his hip on his desk, staring at Roy’s face, “I am offended by the term cute. Elliot will have a field day if he learns that their future alpha’s smile is called cute’ by his mate.”

“No he won’t,” Roy murmured softly, his warm breath fanning his ear.

Bryan smirked and arched a brow, “Why?” he brought up his knee and gently rubbed it against the front of Roy’s pants.

The contact sent a wave of sexual heat pulsing through him and Roy took a jerky step backward, but Bryan’s arm snaked around his waist to draw him tow