Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M novel Chapter 168

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 16 – Burn It

LUCIUS.

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I was still reeling from how her lips tasted so f*ucking good when my ears heard someone approaching the main door. I already knew who it was and I couldn’t help but mutter a curse under my breath the moment Patrea untangled herself from my grip.

Her face was tainted with red tints as she combed her hair with her fingers before she unwrapped the apron from her body and walked towards the living room. I followed her and leaned on the pillar separating her kitchen from the rest of the house, where I have a view of her and the front door.

She brushed her hands against her pants and t- shirt as if they would whisk away any traces of me, and it irritated me.

“Hey!” Her voice sounded upbeat the moment the f*ucker Berner appeared at the door, carrying a basket of different kinds of fruits.

I wanted to suck the life out of these fruits so they would decay and crumble to ashes, but I knew Patrea would know it was me if I did that.

So I contented myself with remaining quiet and listening to their conversation.

“Hi! This is for you and Althea.” He said right away. “Oh, you didn’t have to.” She took it from him, but I was guessing the basket was a bit heavy for her, so the f*ucker decided to carry it for a while, while they talked.

“Mom came this morning, and she had too many fruits with her. You know she loves taking many for me, so she suggested I give some to you. You are aware my mother likes you.” I was sure that the last part was spoken louder so I could hear it.

“Tell her I said thank you, but this is too much.”

I saw his arms shake a little and sweat form on his forehead as he looked at the basket and then at Patrea again, smiling. “Maybe I’ll place it here so we can talk better.”

He didn’t wait for Patrea to reply as he bent forward and placed the basket on the floor. I was sure the stones I placed at the bottom in exchange for the fruits were really heavy, but I was disappointed he put the basket down instead of trying to show off he could carry it. 0

“Mom will be staying for a couple of days, so if you’ re free on some days, she would love to have a coffee with you.”

“That sounds fun.”

I cleared my throat because the idea of her spending time with his mother bothered me. For all I know, it was bait to have her for himself.

Both heads turned in my direction, and something on my face must have been showing my displeasure because Patrea’s eyes widened before she glared at me.

But I had no intention of being nice. I was not made for that.

“Hey, man!” He raised his hand to wave at me.

Instead of answering his gesture, I turned around and walked back to the kitchen, leaving them in the living room. But I wasn’t done watching them. I sat at the dining table and put up a hologram so I could see them from the angle I wanted.

“Sorry, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Patrea chuckled softly.

If the f*ucker didn’t interrupt us, I was sure I was in a good mood.

But why the f*uck did she need to apologize?

“It’s okay. But are you sure you’re okay here?”

I didn’t like the sound of this.

Patrea smiled and nodded her head. “Of course. All is good. So, thanks for the fruits, and tell your mom I said hello. I guess I’ll see you around.”

Good.

She held the door and was about to close it when he placed his hand on it and pushed it back, making a hiss escape my throat.

“Wait. Will you go to work tomorrow?” He asked. “Yes.”

“Great. I need help with some books, so I’ll drop by tomorrow and maybe you can help me sort and figure them out.”

“Sure. Just drop by any time. And I’ll help you out.”

So the f*ucker was allowed to see her at work and I wasn’t.

“Perfect! See you tomorrow then.” He stepped back and bowed down a bit like those I’d seen centuries ago where knights bowed down to their females, and it surged up the anger I had for him.

Where in the world did he not understand that Patrea had a boyfriend? Not that I was real one, but what the f*uck? F*uck him.

I heard the door close, but I remained seated on the chair, my hand resting on the table and coiling into a fist as my eyes blazed red.

“Lucius, what’s with that attitude?” Her voice sounded cold. Did she seriously think I was made for pleasantries? To act nice even though I dislike the person?

Patrea was about to say more when someone yelled from the outside, and it caught her attention.

“What the f*uck! Shit!” Bauer shouted. A devil’s grin crossed my face. And Patrea saw that.

“What did you do?” She snapped at me.