Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Not on good terms

Casaio gradually came to a halt upon hearing his brother’s voice.

’We caught the man who called Zilia,’ Casaio replied through the same mindlink. ’You don’t need to worry about it. I’m looking into it.’

As Gabriel got the response, he looked back at Amelie, who had her feet removed from the heels. She was massaging her feet in a gentle motion, which caught Gabriel’s eyes.

"Do you feel discomfort?" he asked worriedly, setting beside her.

"No," Amelie refused. "You can use the washroom first."

Gabriel hummed and walked into the washroom. But in a few seconds, he returned with a tub in hands and a towel hanging over his shoulder.

"What are you–" her words ceased in her mouth as Gabriel interrupted her.

"Soaking feet in the warm water can release the discomfort from them," Gabriel explained as he set the tub near her feet. "Move your gown up," he asked politely.

Amelie lifted her gown, showing her smooth legs beneath it. Gabriel lifted her feet and put them into the water. Her heart started racing in a silent admiration for him. The pain had slowly vanished from her feet and the water had turned cold too.

Gabriel slightly pushed away the bucket from her feet and dabbed them with the towel. Once dried, he set her feet on the soft rug on the floor.

"You don’t have to hide even the mildest of your pain," Gabriel stated.

"Hmm."

Then, he stood up with the tub in his hands and went back to the washroom. "What good deeds I do to have Gabriel as my mate?" she murmured, smiling.

As he emerged back in the bedroom, Amelie found him removing his blazer and bowtie. She, too, turned around and reached her hands to the zipper of her dress, pulling it down.

As she rose to her feet, Gabriel’s sudden presence right in front of her startled her. His shirt was already hanging to the chair nearby, and he was undressed.

"Do you want to use the washroom first?" She murmured, pointing toward its door.

"No. I want you," Gabriel said, capturing her lips and holding the back of her head.

She melted in that kiss of passion, her hold on her down tightened on her chest, fearing it might fall if she would distract even for a second.

He nibbled her bottom lip, his tongue tracing its contour before sliding into her mouth. Every time they would kiss, a new kind of sensation would pass through their respective bodies.

His other hand went to caress one of her breasts while not letting go of her mouth. He ravished her until he was out of breath.

Amelie gasped, his pheromones were all over her, already intoxicating her mind. The same happened with Gabriel.

"Why are you holding the gown?" His lips found her earlobe, kissing and licking it.

"Mmmph."

Involuntarily, her grip on the gown loosened and it cascaded down to her feet, leaving her in the lingerie set. Her cheeks flushed red and she tightly hugged him. Her hands resting on his tattooed back.

"Do you want me to stop?" Gabriel’s fingers glided over her arm, his lips finding her shoulder, pressing kisses there.

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