Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 110

**He Knows the Door to My Soul and Who Forgot to Novel 110**
**Chapter 110**

**25 BONU**

“Need a hand?”

The sudden sound of Emily’s voice startled me, and I nearly dropped the hammer I was wielding, narrowly avoiding a painful encounter with my foot. I turned around to find her standing behind me, a teasing smile dancing on her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“What?” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

“I asked if you needed a hand,” she reiterated, glancing up at the house with a knowing look. “But it seems like you’re a bit… distracted.”

Following her gaze, I realized I had indeed been fixated on Andrei once more. He had shifted his focus to the roof framing, his powerful arms moving with precision. Even from a distance, I could see the beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead and trickle down, dampening his shirt and clinging to his back in a way that made my heart race.

“I’m not distracted,” I insisted, forcing myself to look away. “Just making sure he doesn’t mess anything up.”

Emily let out a snort of laughter. “Sure. That’s why you’re staring at him like he’s a slice of chocolate cake on your birthday.” She nudged me playfully with her elbow, her grin widening. “It’s okay, you know. There’s no shame in it. He is your ex-husband. And your fated mate.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I shot back, trying to maintain my composure.

She shrugged, her expression softening. “Listen, you don’t have to hide it from me. I’m the last person who would judge you for it. Besides, fated mates are drawn together for a reason.”

“That reason being evolutionary biology and nothing more,” I muttered under my breath, dismissing her words with a wave of my hand.

Emily chuckled, her laughter light and infectious. “Maybe. But unfortunately, that doesn’t make the bond disappear.” She glanced around cautiously, then leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You know, there are ways to deal with unwanted desires.”

I shot her a sharp look, curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”

“Thanks,” I said, tucking the paper into my pocket, my mind swirling with possibilities. “I’ll think about it.”

Just then, a shout from above drew our attention, pulling me from my thoughts. Andrei was now on the roof, directing the placement of a large support beam with an air of confidence. As I watched, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest and abdomen, the sunlight glinting off his golden skin.

I swore he flexed his pectorals deliberately, as if he knew exactly the effect he had on me.

My mouth went dry, and I felt my heart race uncontrollably. Even from this distance, every contour of his perfect abdomen was visible, the way his skin glistened with sweat was pure torture.

I tore my gaze away, my breath hitching in my throat. God, this was getting ridiculous. I couldn’t even look at the man without turning into a hormonal mess, my body betraying me at every turn.

Emily giggled, giving my shoulder a reassuring pat before walking away, leaving me alone with my chaotic thoughts.

Maybe trying those herbs wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all…