Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 495

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 495: A Gift With Consequences**

Silas had a nagging suspicion about the contents of the box resting on the table before him.

“Emy, you prepared this for me, didn’t you? I can already tell I’m going to like whatever you’ve picked out.”

With a careful touch, he began to peel back the flaps of the box, anticipation thrumming through him.

As the last piece of cardboard fell away, he was met with the striking sight of a deep blue pajama set. The color was a perfect match to the rich hue of the vines that adorned his garden, a shade that seemed to whisper secrets of night and allure.

“Go on, pick it up!” Emma urged, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

The moment she laid eyes on it at the Lightcore Mall, she knew it was meant for Silas.

A soft chuckle escaped him as he complied, lifting the delicate sleepwear from its confines.

Yet, as he examined the fabric, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of amusement mixed with disbelief. The amount of material in this set was laughably scant.

It consisted of a few slender satin ribbons, deep blue and varied in width, paired with mere scraps of silk that barely covered his… well, his more intimate areas.

Crafted from the finest frost silk, the fabric shimmered under the light, reminiscent of rippling water in the moonlight. The texture was cool against his fingers, almost like liquid, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that it would cling to him like a second skin, accentuating every curve and contour.

The main piece was a daring deep V halter top, while the bottom consisted of a minuscule pair of briefs. Delicate, glittering chains connected the pieces, promising a gentle clink against his skin with every movement.

Anyone who donned this outfit would be making a bold statement to the world about their intentions.

In Silas’ eyes, this was far from mere sleepwear; it was undeniably a set of provocative lingerie.

Turning to Emma, he lowered his voice conspiratorially, “Emy, do you want to see me wear it?”

Her eager nod was all the encouragement he needed. “I picked this out just for you. Wouldn’t it be a shame to let my efforts go to waste?”

The longer she gazed at the outfit, the more it seemed to glow with perfection in her eyes, tailored specifically for him.

“I’ll wear it,” he declared, his tone carrying an air of resignation, yet if one listened closely, a hint of mischief danced within his words.

His gaze was warm as it met Emma’s, filled with indulgence and a playful affection that made her heart flutter.

He didn’t retreat to the bathroom to change, nor did he shy away from Emma’s intense scrutiny.

Instead, with a casual confidence, he lifted a hand and began to slowly undo the buttons of his current sleepwear.

One by one, the buttons surrendered, and soon the fabric slipped down his broad shoulders, hanging loosely from his arms.

Silas took his time, relishing the moment as he reached for the new bottoms.

Leaning slightly forward, he braced one hand beside Emma on the bed while the other lazily untied his sleep pants.

With a smooth motion, his pants slid down his legs, pooling around his ankles.

Then, he picked up the deep blue briefs, slipping them on with a deliberate ease.

“I—” Emma nearly choked on her own breath.

He was wearing the pajamas she had given him!

How could he be so audacious?

With a sudden rush of adrenaline, she shot upright, the blanket slipping off her body with a soft poof, revealing her own black silk nightdress—a matching set to Silas’ ensemble.

Panic surged through her as she realized Corvin might barge in and see her like this, prompting her to dive back under the covers, heart racing.

Just as she was about to feign sleep, she caught Edric’s low voice drifting through the door.

“Silas, it’s fine if this were any other time. However, Emma’s pregnant right now. This really isn’t appropriate.”

Peeking through the crack, she could only make out Silas and assumed he was alone with Corvin.

The unexpected presence of Edric caught her off guard.

I can’t believe he’s dressed like that in front of both Edric and Corvin. Silas truly has nerves of steel.

Silas glanced down at his outfit, his handsome face betraying no emotion despite the accusations being hurled at him.

Finally, he broke the silence. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”