Semua Bab Rejected, But Trapped By The Alpha King: Bab 481

Her fingertip rested on the edge of her phone, her thumb unconsciously rubbing the screen's crack.After deleting the messages, she brushed her index knuckle across her lashes, casting a shadow over her eyes. Her hand, holding the phone, revealed slightly protruding veins. She deliberately tread lightly over the marble foyer, as if fearing to awaken some dormant danger.Dorian was no longer in the dining room; the silver coffee pot still retained some warmth.As Luana placed the car keys back on the carved tray, her finger paused for half a second on the rose pattern at the edge of the tray. The keys made a clear sound against the porcelain dish.Turning to head back to the bedroom, the sandalwood texture of the stair railing dug into her palm. She looked up and saw Dorian emerging from her room.The deep gray trousers swept across the door frame, creating a gust of wind. The corner of the document between his fingers curled—it was her newly replaced p