Accidental Surrogate For The Cruel Alpha CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Chapter 162DARIUS"Is Evelyn ready?" I asked, keeping my voice polite and distant despite every instinct screaming at me to reach out and touch him, to check that he was really okay."She'll be down in a moment," Kyle said, stepping aside to let us enter. "Can I get you anything while you wait? Coffee? Water?""We're fine," Lily said warmly, and I saw Kyle's shoulders relax slightly at her friendly tone. "But thank you for offering."Evelyn appeared at the top of the grand staircase, descending with the kind of calculated grace that came from years of practicing how to make an entrance. She was dressed impeccably in designer clothes that probably cost more than Kyle made in a month—if he even got paid, which I was starting to doubt."Darius!" She moved directly to me, rising on her toes to kiss my cheek in a gesture that felt performative and possessive. "I'm so glad you called. I was starting to think you were avoiding me.""Never," I lied smoothly. "Just busy with pack business. Yo

Chapter 164DARIUS"Madilyn," I said, trying to inject some warmth into my voice and failing miserably. "What a surprise.""I saw on Lily's Instagram that you were here," she said, confirming my suspicion that my sister had somehow orchestrated this encounter. "I was just shopping nearby and thought I'd stop by to say hello."She pressed herself against my side in a way that was entirely too familiar, her hand trailing down my arm while she beamed up at me. "I'm so excited about our business partnership! Three months working closely together—it's going to be amazing."I had no idea what she was talking about. I made a mental note to strangle my father for apparently arranging some kind of business deal without informing me."Excuse me," Evelyn said, her voice sharp with aggression. "I don't believe we've been properly introduced. I'm Evelyn Michaelson. Darius's fiancée."She emphasized the last word like it was a weapon, moving to my other side and taking my arm in a possessive

Chapter 166DAMON"I play with Marcus and Devon," Tommy said. "They like superhero games.""I play with Jessica and Amy," Sean added. "They have the good playground equipment.""And I usually read or paint during free time," Lucas finished. "I don't really like the loud games."Isabella's face did something complicated—a mixture of concern and determination. "Well, maybe that could change now that you're brothers. You could play together sometimes. Look out for each other.""Or we could just keep doing what we like," Tommy suggested with five-year-old logic. "Brothers don't have to do everything together, right?""Right," Isabella agreed, though I could see she was still processing this new dynamic. "But you should still watch out for each other. Make sure nobody's being mean or left out."They nodded solemnly, though I suspected they had very different ideas about what "watching out for each other" meant.The drive to school was mercifully shorter than the morning preparation. All th

Chapter 168 DAMON"Not delaying," Darius corrected. "Just... postponing the bonding ceremony. And also focusing on the fact that ladies still wanted to get me to mate them instead. There was an incident , my siblings orchestrated it and we were able to give Kyle a day rest of not being his cousin's dog, then Lily had gone further and baited one of my fans who did absolutely perfectly now Evelyn sent Kyle to be my personal assistant for the next 3 months. Three months where Kyle is free to figure out what he wants without the threat of forced separation hanging over his head."Beside me, Isabella had turned her attention to the phone conversation, clearly picking up on the complexity of whatever supernatural drama Darius was describing."That's... actually impressive," I admitted. "How did you convince her?""Mostly by spending the day with her, making her think I was looking forward to knowing her more, also subtly telling her that rushing the ceremony or our bonding was making her l

TW: HEAVY P**NChapter 170KYLE"Darius, I—" My protest was cut off by the feeling of his body pressing against mine, by the unmistakable hardness of his arousal pressing against my thigh through the thin barrier of the sheets. Oh God. Oh God, this was not professional. This was the opposite of professional."Dreamed about you," he continued, his face buried in my neck, breathing in my scent like he was starving for it. "Every night since the gala. Dreamed about having you in my bed, under me, making those sounds you make when you're close."His free hand slid down my side, mapping the contours of my body through my clothes with a possessiveness that made me shiver. I should stop this. Should remind him that I was here for work, that this violated every boundary we'd established—or failed to establish—between us.But my body had other ideas. My body was arching into his touch, my breath coming faster, my wolf practically purring at the feeling of our mate's hands on us."Going to take