**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 424: Embarrassing Himself**
Calum stood at the threshold, his heart racing as he caught sight of the intricate silver chains that adorned his robe, starting from the top of his thigh and cascading down. The delicate links glimmered subtly, connecting the fabric in a way that revealed just a hint of skin, the firm contours of his legs barely visible through the gaps.
He inhaled deeply, his hand hovering hesitantly over the door, ready to knock once more. Would Emma appreciate this daring look? Would she find him alluring?
His lips pressed together in a nervous line, uncertainty gnawing at him.
“Come in!” Emma’s voice echoed from within the room, warm yet commanding.
With a final breath, he grasped the door handle, pushing it open with a gentle creak.
As he stepped inside, the collective gaze of Silas, Marcus, Edric, Kieran, and Lucien pinned him in place, their expressions a mix of surprise and amusement.
“Pfft!”
The sound escaped from Edric, who seemed unable to contain his reaction.
A sharp intake of breath followed, each of them momentarily stunned by the sight before them.
“D*mn…” Edric muttered, his voice low but filled with disbelief.
No one had expected Calum to outshine Silas in the realm of boldness. Even Edric, who was no stranger to unconventional fashion, found himself taken aback by the audacity of Calum’s outfit.
Calum, usually as unyielding as a glacier, had revealed a side of himself that was unexpectedly daring.
Silas had his own provocative style, but Calum’s sheer nightwear was in a league of its own.
The fabric, nearly transparent and shimmering like stardust, seemed to float around him, casting an ethereal glow under the soft light. With the markings etched on his skin, he appeared almost divine, like a celestial being stepping down from the heavens.
“Why are you all staring at me like that?”
As he met their gazes, a flush crept across his cheeks, a vivid contrast to the boldness of his attire. The casual clothing worn by the others only heightened his feelings of awkwardness.
Lucien was the only one in formal attire, while the rest of the group lounged in relaxed outfits.
Had he gone too far with this ensemble? Yet, Emma’s astonished gaze reassured him.
She was staring, her eyes wide with surprise, and a secret thrill coursed through him at the realization that she was impressed.
As long as she found it appealing, perhaps being a little extra was entirely justified.
After all, he intended to share a bed with her tonight.
And soon enough, this outfit would be discarded anyway.
With that thought, a wave of calm washed over him, the heat of embarrassment receding.
“I’m here, Ms. Tibarn.”
He squared his shoulders, striding confidently toward Emma, an air of ease enveloping him.
With each step, the silver chains at his sides jingled softly, creating a rhythm that seemed to echo the pounding of his heart. The defined lines of his legs flickered in and out of view, casting an almost magnetic allure under the shifting light.
Emma blinked, her senses returning as she watched him approach, her eyelid twitching involuntarily.



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