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Chapter 23

Zenovia

Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

me calm down my nervousness and frustration.

minutes, I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered me without

to time, he seemed to slip in

as I got to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far

King Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as he was kind

thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk

color co–ordination or themes would

pen in his hand and answered, “I am

at him.

We are not going to

look and asked, “Well then you tell me what you have

the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along

would be nice.”

Chapter 23

me when I said pink was almost as if

not too

my head as he

course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake,

love.”

his pen and gave me an

You believe in that?”

“Of course I do.

mates.”

shrugged and replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up in

making fun of the moon

because you can’t love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does not need chocolates because

curled around the pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He

can’t love someone? What makes you

I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me, right

shivered and felt queasy and felt my hands

don’t love someone does

was not buying it. He got up from his chair and walked past the large desk

of me.

in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the tip of

his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I had

brought his face at eye–level with me and

predator who was mesmerizing to look at

and my hand suddenly itched to

He breathed and

he just read my mind and told me no,

I would ask him what he meant and blabbered something sheepishly, he added,

can’t love someone‘ not ‘you don’t

I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me

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