Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Lilith pov

Uncomfortable.

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If there was one word to describe how I was currently feeling, it would be that. I stood there, hands clasped with Samuel, wearing a dress that hugged my curves, makeup that defined my features, and hair that cascaded past my shoulders in soft waves, all while being stared at by the three Alphas in front of me as though it were the first time they had ever laid eyes on

Only this time… it was different from our first meeting.

Right now, they were dazed, eyes wide, mouths slightly agape, expressions caught somewhere between awe and disbelief, as though they were staring at out of this world

Time itself seemed to freeze as they continued staring, unmoving, unblinking. For a moment, I thought it might stay that way until Samuel, standing beside me, let out a soft, amused snicker. The sound snapped me and everyone else out of the

trance.

I tore my gaze away from the Alphas, especially from Silas, whose face had turned a deep shade of red as he blinked rapidly and reached for his chest, as if on the verge of a heart attack.

Samuel lifted a hand to his face, trying and failing to suppress his laughter. His eyes remained fixed on me as he mused,

“It seems, Lilith, that even your beauty is capable of enchanting devils.”

His tone was teasing, low. And from the way Lucien cleared his throat and turned away, his usual cold mask sliding back inte place, I knew they had all heard him.

I stood there, unsure of what to say or do, when Samuel’s grip around my hand tightened. His lips curved into a smirk as he gestured toward the stairs.

“Shall we?”

I swallowed hard, then nodded, still reeling from whatever was happening. As we descended the stairs together, I could feel all three of their gazes on me, intense and sharp. I lowered my eyes, unable to meet any of them.

When we reached the bottom, Samuel released my hand and turned to me with a wink, his black hair falling casually over his face as he hummed,

“Good luck, Lilith. You will need it.”

There was something in his eyes, an unmistakable glint that told me he was already anticipating drama. Entertainment.

Without hesitation, he walked over to the couch where Claude had jolted upright and flopped down beside him, resting his head on his hand, watching the scene unfold with a grin.

A shiver slid down my spine.

He had wished me good luck. Said I would need it

What on earth was going on?

Why did I feel like something was about to go terribly wrong?

I stood there, my thoughts racing, now fully under everyone’s gaze. Just as I tried to steady myself, I felt a presence shift in

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Silas.

I snapped my head up to see him swallow hard, looking more nervous than I had ever seen him.

In fact, I had never seen that expression on Silas’s face before.

His hands tightened around the flowers as he took a deep breath and stepped toward me, lips parting to speak-

But before a single word could leave his mouth, someone else appeared.

So fast that I nearly flinched.

A figure stepped between us, completely blocking Silas’s line of sight. A wild grin stretched across his face as long blond hair spilled over his shoulders, catching the light as he stood close to me.

Claude.

I watched in surprise as his eyes slowly traced over me. Then, before anyone could react, he dropped to one knee. His white clothes fluttered dramatically as if on cue, and for a moment it looked straight out of a romance film.

He stared up at me with a shamelessly flirty gaze and drawled,

“I had long believed that angels did not exist,” he said, eyes twinkling as they locked onto my widened ones.

“But now, I see that I was wrong. An angel has truly descended from heaven. You, my little wolf have truly blessed my sight with your dazzling beauty”

The entire room went silent.

Claude reached out and took my hand. My gaze flicked from his grip to his eyes just as he continued, voice low and smooth,

“Little wolf…”

He continued, and as if the universe itself had decided to join his play, the wind suddenly burst through the open window. It swept perfectly through his hair, the clouds parted, and sunlight poured directly onto him, making him look radiant.

I stared in disbelief as he leaned close to my hand but just as I thought he was going to kiss my hand, he stuck out his tongue, instead.

And slowly, deliberately, he trailed it right up my skin.

My heart slammed so violently I was convinced it might leap straight out of my chest as I watched in disbelief. Claude leaned back, eyes dark, grin unapologetic, as he finished smoothly,

“So… what do you say we ditch this boring

let

me make you scream my name?”

My lips parted, my body going rigid as my brain completely short-circuited at his words.

I couldn’t react but I didn’t need to because.

The next second, everything changed.

A heavy, suffocating presence flooded the room. The air turned cold, dark, as clouds swallowed the sun and the wind vanished entirely. Killing intent surged through the room violently.

And everyone felt it.

Well, everyone, except Claude, who was still smiling up at me like he didn’t know what was happening.

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ucked in a sharp breath and looked past him.

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stood frozen, flowers crushed in his fist, eyes glowing pure white. A vein throbbed at his temple, his killing intent so thick made my skin prickle. He looked like he genuinely wanted to murder his brother.

Oh my,” Samuel hummed, amused.

acien scoffed from his seat.

tupid,” he muttered.

et, still smiling, Claude murmured,

Hm? Why did it suddenly get cold?”

e shivered, shrugged, then narrowed his gaze on me, completely unbothered.

Well then, my angel-”

e continued but he never finished.

ne second, Claude was kneeling.

nd the next…

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ilas’s leg crashed into his face.

Time slowed. Claude’s cheek visibly rippled, his grin gone in a blink of an eye as reality snapped back, and he went flying, lamming into the wall hard enough to leave a dent, dust swirling through the air.

A painful grunt cut through the silence.

But no one moved.

Not Lucien,

Not Silas.

Not even Samuel

Instead, a soft snicker slipped from Samuel, amused at Claude’s predicament. Claude jerked his head toward Silas, pointing and glaring

“Y-you-”

But he didn’t finish.

Instead

“Lilith.”

I snapped my head toward the voice to find Silas standing before me. His eyes twinkled as they met mine, lips curving into a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, like a man trying to sinile for the first time

I watched as he ran a hand through the back of his han nervously, making me snap out of my daze, as I lowered my head and tried to keep my voice steady.

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