Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: I followed my heart

Amelie pressed the key card against the suite door, and it clicked open with a soft sound. She turned to Gabriel with a warm, affectionate gaze before stepping inside.

Soft lighting bathed the spacious suite, revealing the romantic touches scattered throughout the room. The fresh red roses enhance the ambiance.

Her eyes wandered to the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, their glass panes concealed by thick, velvety curtains.

"Freshen up. I’ll call room service for dinner," Gabriel said, already making his way to the landline phone.

Amelie gave a nod and disappeared into the washroom. Gabriel placed the order for a full-course dinner, then hung up the receiver. He casually unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt sleeves, rolling them up to his forearms.

Just as he was about to settle onto the couch, the doorbell chimed. He walked over and opened the door to find a hotel server bowing slightly, pushing in a silver trolley loaded with covered dishes. After arranging the dishes on the dining table, the server offered another polite bow and exited.

By the time Gabriel turned around, Amelie had returned, gently dabbing her face with a towel. Her hair was damp, and her cheeks glowed softly.

"Wow! That was fast! Everything smells amazing," she said, cheerfully tossing the towel onto the couch before taking a seat at the table. "Let’s dig in!"

"I need to make a quick call. Go ahead and start without me," Gabriel replied, offering a brief smile before stepping out onto the balcony.

He pulled out his phone and noticed several unread messages from Casaio. His brows slightly furrowed as he tapped on the call icon and brought the phone to his ear.

"I was wondering when you’d call," Casaio answered almost immediately.

"I was on the flight. My phone was off," Gabriel responded.

"Yeah, I figured. Listen, we caught the guy, but he’s not talking," Casaio said. "He’s tough. Turns out he’s an Alpha, which explains his high pain threshold. He’s resisting the interrogation, so it’s going to take some time to get a name or any useful information out of him."

Gabriel was silent for a moment, processing the update. Then he nodded, even though his brother couldn’t see it.

"Alright. Thanks for letting me know. Keep me posted," he said.

"Will do. And Gabriel, stay alert. We don’t know what we’re dealing with yet," Casaio warned before ending the call.

Gabriel lowered the phone, his gaze drifting out to the city lights. He went back into the room and saw Amelie hadn’t touched the food.

"It’s good you wrapped up the call early, or the food might’ve gone cold," Amelie said with a smile, ladling the hearty meat and vegetable soup into two bowls.

Gabriel took a seat across from her and reached for the wine bottle. As he uncorked it and began pouring himself a glass, Amelie’s eyes followed him.

"I want some too," she said casually.

Gabriel paused mid-pour and looked at her. "No. You’re not drinking."

"Why not? You smoke too, but I never tell you to stop," she muttered, clearly displeased.

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