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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.

calm down

the next few minutes, I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes

in some other world and

chatted for a while as I got 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

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

co–ordination or themes would you want

twirling a pen in his hand and answered, “I am

blinked at

to

asked, “Well then

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

be nice.”

Chapter 23

me when I said pink was almost as if I had

the way, was not too bad at all as an alternative.

my head as he muttered,

is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess

love.”

stopped twirling his pen and gave me

believe in that?”

unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do.

mates.”

sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up

fun of the moon Goddess, a deity we

of it. It is like saying the world does not need chocolates because I hate it.”

pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but

love someone? What makes you so

calm my nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me, right into my

and felt queasy and felt my hands

said ‘don’t…just because you don’t love someone does not

from his chair and walked past the large desk to come and directly stand in front

of me.

seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt as if I was

hands on the armrests of the

his face at eye–level with me and

fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at

hand suddenly itched to brush the pad

and I

told me no, he

would ask him what he meant and

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

a hair’s breadth away from me. I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly, waiting for an

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