From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 134

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She’s been silent the entire car trip. I’ve been grinding my jaw and trying my best not to snap the fucking steering wheel in two. I’m pissed about her not answering my question, and about the fact that she removed the listening device I bugged her with.

She came back from the dinner silent, and I hated that. I wanted to know what went down.

A crackle of tension runs between us like a physical barrier, and I try not to laugh, because she’s playing the wrong fucking game with me.

“Stop here,” Eloise commands.

“Why?” I growl. We’re in one of the busiest areas of Manhattan. Thousands of people scamper throughout the night. There’s nothing but restaurants and luxury stores surrounding us.

I’m forced to come to a stop at a traffic light, and she goes to open the door, discovering it’s locked. She looks over her shoulder furiously. “You’ve seriously locked me in here?”

“It’s a safety lock meant for children,” I deadpan.

Her eyes narrow. “Then I’ll just have to break it.”

I bury the smirk wanting to form on my lips, knowing it’ll piss her off even more. Still, when she looks at my suit, directly at where I holster my gun, I say, “The glass is bulletproof, sweetheart, so even if you do find the courage to attempt to steal my gun and take a shot, you’ll only be damning us instead.”

“You’re so infuriating. Unlock the door right now. I need out.” It’s the dangerous edge to her tone that has me watching her cautiously. I have enough sense to know that something definitely happened tonight, and it’s not simply because I bugged her.

I know better than to poke too much in a time like this, even if my curiosity is piqued.

I round the corner and pull over.

The moment the engine switches off, Eloise all but throws herself out of the car.

“Mama,” I call out after her. For fuck’s sake, this woman drives me insane. I lock the car, then catch up to her, but come to a stop as I look up a the store she’s beelined for. Cartier. My entire body tenses as I look at the stores on either side. Fuck me, she really is going to drag me through the perils of retail therapy.

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I adjust my belt and suit jacket, then push through the door after her, accepting the challenge head–on. A staff member near the door bows in greeting as I follow Eloise. If I didn’t know she was pissed off, I would’ve thought that bright fucking smile on her face meant she was the happiest person alive right now.

A woman behind the counter is already talking with her, agreeing with her quick choices. I come to a stop behind her, but am treated like I don’t exist as Eloise slides a ring on her finger and admires it. She then shifts to a pair of earrings, and we stop at every fucking display as she coos enthusiastically with the sales clerk over every piece.

“You have good taste as usual, My Queen,” the clerk encourages as she continues putting items to the side.

“Will that be all for today?”

She’s chosen several items in just five minutes. I’m actually impressed. I’m not one for jewelry personally, but I can appreciate the classical style Eloise prefers.

“That comes to one hundred and twenty–two thousand,” the woman says with a smile.

“Wonderful,” Eloise replies, then suddenly turns to me and slides her hand over my chest. “My husband here is buying them for me as a little apology gift.” Although my cock hardened as she called me her husband. Hmm, I like it.

“Excuse me?” I glare down at her.

She’s smiling sweetly now and batting her thick eyelashes. “Thanks, honey.” Lifting on her tiptoes, she presses a kiss to my cheek before heading for the exit.

That. Little. Brat.

“How will payment be made, sir?” the woman asks, grabbing my attention before I storm after Eloise. I don’t have to pay. I know that. But Eloise is challenging me, and I’m not one to ever back down, even if she’s being a pain in my ass. One that needs to be placed over my knee and punished again. My cock jumps at the thought.

And so, I find myself handing over my card, hurrying the woman along because Eloise is already gone. I take the bag and head for the door. By the time I’m out of the store, she’s already on to the next.

What the fuck is this hell?

By the time I enter the second store, she’s somehow magically racked up three garments to

try on.

I spot the back of her as she enters the changing room. I beeline for it, ignoring the woman who bowed as I entered. The store itself looks like the lobby of a luxury hotel.

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I never go shopping; everything is ordered for me and delivered to my home. And although I understand having expensive taste, she’s lashing out.

I

open the red velvet curtain and freeze. She’s wearing only a white G–string, exposing

perfect tits, large, perfect tots that I could bury my head in. Her gaze flies to mine, but

instead of the skittish, shy Eloise I’m used to, a different version of her stands in front of me; this one furious, raging, looking for somewhere to release all that pent–up anger.

“Want to explain this?” I say, lifting the Cartier bag.

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