Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 681

Chapter 681 Acting Fierce

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“So, you pulled that flower stunt just to distract me, thinking I’d get so lost in it I’d forget what I was actually mad about?”

Emma’s accusation landed, and Silas caught her hand as she pinched his face.

His palm pressed against her skin, warm and steady. “Emma, how could you think I’d do that?”

His voice dropped, carrying a wounded edge, and he blinked as if she’d actually hurt his feelings. “I did want to charm you, but only because my week’s been chaos, and I barely saw you.

“On the way back, all I wanted was to see you smile the second you saw me.” He let out a soft sigh that made the mood shift. “You like my flowers, and you always say they look good. That’s why I made them bloom, just for you.”

His voice got even quieter. The light seemed to dim a little.

“Or do you really not like how I look right now? If you hate it, I’ll never do it again.”

It was the kind of move only someone with real skill could pull off, and Emma’s hand loosened on his cheek.

Silas caught that, and he let go of her hand, his fingers twitching just enough to light up the air.

Tiny points of light sparkled at his fingertips, knitting together into a flower crown as detailed as his own.

He gently placed it on Emma’s head.

“It looks perfect on you.” He gazed at her, eyes so full of warmth it was almost too much. “You look a thousand times better in it than I ever pictured.”

He took out his lightcore like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“It’s too good not to get a picture. Come on, look at the lens.”

He leaned in with their cheeks pressed together, the flower crowns tangling.

The two of them in the photo looked like they’d stepped right out of a modern fairytale.

Emma stared at the screen, totally floored by how good they looked together. She had to admit it looked incredible.

Silas saw her lips twitch, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction. He started to pocket the lightcore.

Emma stopped him by grabbing his wrist. “What’s wrong?”

Silas tilted his head, looking innocent. “You don’t like how the photo turned out, Emy?”

“The photo’s fine.” Emma’s smile didn’t reach her eyes, and she stretched out her hand. “Okay, you’ve done your whole charming act, and we got the photo. Now, hand the lightcore over.”

She nearly let herself get swept away by his charm.

At least she’d caught herself in time.

Silas handed her the device right away.

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Chapter 681 Acting Fierce

He watched her, voice curious. “You want to look through my lightcore? You think I’ve got something to hide?”

Emma shot him a glare. “Don’t act clueless. You know what I’m after.”

She flipped through his lightcore and didn’t see any of Corvin’s pictures.

Honestly, she’d expected that.

With how careful Silas was, there’s no way he’d leave those photos on the device.

She handed it back, eyeing him sharply. “You really didn’t save any of Corvin’s photos?”

Silas pushed up his gold–rimmed glasses, his eyes soft and indulgent.

He held up three fingers, voice dead serious. “Emy, I swear, I have not a single one.”

“Really?” Emma sounded skeptical.

Silas pulled her in by the waist, resting his chin on her shoulder and dropping his voice.

“Emy, you hate those photos. Why would I keep them?”

He let out a sigh, sounding like Corvin’s name alone made him want to roll his eyes.

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“Corvin can’t take a proper photo to save his life. The light’s bad, the framing’s all wrong, and he can’t even focus. If I’d been there and he’d made you look that bad, I’d have told him off.”

His voice sank even lower, rougher, with a possessive edge.

“And honestly, Emy… Why would I want a cold, ugly photo? I’d rather remember you with my own eyes, every detail

Silas traced her cheek with his fingertips, his attention locked on her as if no one else in the world existed.

“How you look when you’re mad, when you blush, even the way your eyes sparkled just now when you challenged

He brushed his lips over hers, voice barely above a whisper. “Every single part of you is already burned into my mind.”

He kissed her again, even softer as he lowered his head.

“Emy, do you really think my taste is that bad?”

Emma’s thoughts scattered as he kissed her.

Maybe…

Silas actually had a point.

“No, I believe you.”

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