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Chapter 23

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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.

down my nervousness and frustration.

various questions about his choices

in some other world and mull over about something.

for a while as I got to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep

wealthy, extremely wealthy and was a self–made man. King Callahan was as ruthless to the

had never thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people with care was unexpected

we talk about colors, what color co–ordination or

his hand and answered, “I am not

at him.

to somebody’s funeral, you

me a look and asked, “Well then you

tapped the end of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades

be

Chapter 23

said pink was almost as if I had

by the way, was not too bad

shook my head as he muttered,

course, pink. It is a ball…a mating

love.”

pen and gave

You believe in that?”

by his stare. “Of course I do. Why

mates.”

she is running a marriage bureau or something

at this guy. He was making fun of the moon Goddess, a deity we all

love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does not

around the pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my

love someone? What makes

nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at

queasy and felt my hands

love someone does

his chair and walked past the large

of me.

on the chair and him standing in front of me,

head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the

at eye–level with me and I gulped nervously.

both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing

stubble on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to brush the

breathed and I

mind and told me no, he can’t

him what he meant and blabbered something sheepishly,

someone‘ not ‘you don’t love someone…why is that?”

saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly, waiting for an

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