The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 109

Chapter 60. Temptations,

Chapter 60: Temptations, Investigations, and Revelations–1

Chapter 60: Temptations, Investigations, and Revelations

(Ethan’s POV)

I finished my third cigarette, yet the agitation in my chest refused to subside. The image of Olivia leaning into Connor, her leg casually resting against his thigh, was

burned into my mind like a brand.

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With a frustrated growl, I started the car and headed back to my hotel. The city lights blurred past as I drove too fast, my knuckles white on the steering wheel.

When I finally reached my room, I roughly tugged off my tie and hung up my jacket. The silence of the empty suite pressed in on me, until suddenly–it wasn’t empty at

all.

I froze in shock. There, in the center of my king–sized bed, lay Cassandra Evans. She was draped in a seductive black lace slip dress, her body curvaceous and alluring in

the dim light.

“Ethan, you’re back,” she whispered, her gaze misty and sultry.

The sight ignited something primal in me. My blood surged uncontrollably, my mind exploding into chaos. Though desire was already rising within me, I forced myself to

scowl.

“What are you doing here?”

Cassandra’s eyes shimmered provocatively as she shifted on the bed. “Waiting for

you.”

“Get out!” My brows knit tightly, voice laced with cold impatience.

“No.” Her voice deepened with temptation as she stepped off the bed, her every movement calculated to seduce.

She grabbed hold of my tie, smiling with intoxicating charm, and leaned in close. Her breath was warm against my ear. “Tonight, let me stay with you.”

I pushed her away, but it was half–hearted at best. Cassandra seized the moment, tiptoed up and pressed her lips against mine in a passionate kiss.

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A muffled groan escaped my throat as my resistance collapsed. Instead of pushing

her away again, I gave in completely.

The air heated rapidly around us. With sudden hunger, I scooped her up roughly and threw her onto the bed, taking over with feral urgency.

We tumbled into a reckless night of indulgence, lost in lust and tangled sheets. In the darkness behind my closed eyes, I saw amber eyes instead of green, honey–brown hair instead of Cassandra’s darker locks.

Morning light filtered through the curtains as I woke naturally. My head throbbed slightly from last night’s excesses, and as I turned, I found Cassandra’s face inches

from mine.

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