Todos los capítulos de Too Late To Love Me: The Alpha’s Greatest Regret: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

“So…would you mind if I did that again?” he asked.My heart thud, my eyes widening and I looked up at him only to find him looking at me intently.I was a bit taken aback as I wasn't really expecting him to be this direct.“I’m not saying right now. But…maybe later?”I gulped, trying to keep forcing a smile. My lips parted slightly, and I felt a little bit uncomfortable under his sharp gaze, making it so hard to just say the words ‘no’ or something like, ‘I’m not ready for that right now.’“It’s fine if you can’t give me an answer now,” he added, as if he noticed my hesitation. “I know you have a lot on your mind right now.” He nodded slightly. “But I don’t really mind waiting until all that is settled.”“What?” I finally choked out.His smile grew broader. “I said I’d wait for you. No matter how long it takes.”Wait for me?My lips moved, but I just couldn't find the right words to reply.What really happened to the old Liam? Where did that Liam go? And where did these new feelings

I took a slow breath, nodding my head. “Okay. Let’s do this.” I said, trying so hard not to sound nervous, but still I could hear the uncertainty in my voice.Maybe I was feeling this way because I was worried it might not really go as I want. God, I wondered how blind dates really went, do all women feel this way each time they met that man?“Can you stop acting like you're about to face a firing squad? You're making this awkward.”I shot her a look. “It's not like you're going to sleep or knot with him right there on the spot.”“Holy Christ, Gina!”“What? That's how you're acting right now…”She suddenly stopped and I watched her eyes shifted toward the window, and something in her expression changed.Then she quickly turned back to me and lowered her voice.“He's coming.”“Who?”“Liam.”She barely got the word out before she hurried back toward me and then second later, the office door opened.Liam stepped inside with a bouquet in his hand and the moment his eyes landed on the tw

AVA’S POVDid I perhaps go too far?“But it was his fault for hitting Liam.” I tried to soothe my guilt, but somehow, it only made it worse.My heart ached, and my throat felt bitter. The way his sad eyes had looked into mine kept replaying in my head, and no matter how hard I tried to push the memory away, I couldn’t.Why did he still have this effect on me?Was I even angry because he had hit Liam, or was I angry because, after everything he had done, he could still make me feel this guilty?And what exactly was his issue with Liam? Why was he making him seem like a bad person?If anyone were to ask me, I think the person I needed to run from and avoid was him, not Liam. And now, thanks to this, I had to start apologizing...“Mommy!”Leo’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts just as I walked into the house absentmindedly. I looked up and saw him sitting at the dining table.“Yes sweetie.” I walked over to him putting a smile on my face as if everything was fine.“Look at what I drew

CAYDEN’S POVMy tongue pushed deep, claiming every hidden corner and the heat of her mouth flooded me all at once—sweet, familiar, and so goddamn addictive that my chest tightened with something close to pain mixed with pleasure.Her body jerked once, but she never pulled away. Instead her fingers rose and sank into my hair, gripping tight, as if every scrap of anger and betrayal she had carried for years had burned away in this single moment, leaving only this insatiable hunger.I tilted her head, our tongues moving in a wet, rhythmic slide that filled the quiet room. I caught her bottom lip between my teeth, tugged hard enough to sting, then soothed the mark with slow strokes of my tongue and the moan that slipped from her throat vibrated straight through me..making me wanting more of her and at the same time snapping me back to my senses.What the fuck am I doing?My eyes snapped open and I quickly pulled away fast, staring at the confusion on her face, the way she looked like she

Then I reached fir my belt and unfastened it. Zipped down my trouser, let it drop to the floor. Her eyes followed the movement. She watched me like those believers used to watch their goddess—with pure adoration. And when I slid down my boxers, i could see the shock and excitement in her hungry and greedy gaze, lingered on the length of me, already hard for her. The way she stared only made it worse.Four years. Four years of caging it. Four years of starving. It was begging to be given the only thing it knew how to devour, and I wondered just how hard it would work on her right now.I reached for my shirt and unbuttoned it slowly, one by one, until I finally shrugged it off. For a beat I just stood there, letting her hungry gaze devour me—dragging over my chest, my abs, every hard line of the body that still belonged to her.Then I moved closer. I placed a hand against her lips, rubbing the soft flesh lightly before sliding two fingers into her mouth. I didn’t tell her what to do.