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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.

was helping me calm down my nervousness and

various questions about his choices and

time, he seemed to slip in some other world and mull over about

to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends

a self–made man. King Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as he

hulk so seeing him talk about his

what color co–ordination or themes would

was twirling a pen in his hand and

at

to somebody’s funeral,

and asked, “Well then you tell

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

be nice.”

Chapter 23

pink was almost as if I had asked

not too bad at

shook my head as

head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a

love.”

stopped twirling his pen and gave me

believe in

felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would

mates.”

replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running

fun of the moon Goddess,

is devoid of it. It is like saying the world

and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but still continued,

love someone? What makes you

a breath to calm my nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt

shivered and felt queasy and felt my hands suddenly grow

“I…I said ‘don’t…just because you don’t love someone

He got up from his chair and

of me.

him standing in front of me, it felt as if

placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I

at eye–level with

a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to

suddenly itched to brush

He breathed and

no, he can’t allow me

he meant and blabbered something

someone‘ not ‘you don’t love someone…why is

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

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