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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.

down my nervousness and

choices and preferences, likes and dislikes

time to time, he seemed to slip in some other

Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep to

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

be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about

what color co–ordination or themes would you

was twirling a pen in his hand and answered,

at him.

to somebody’s

then you tell me what

of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along with some flowers here and

would be

Chapter 23

pink was almost as if I had asked him

by the way, was not too bad at all as an

as he

a ball…a mating ball for

love.”

his pen and gave me

believe in that?”

I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the moon Goddess give

mates.”

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

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

the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does not need chocolates

kept clicking it

can’t love someone? What makes you

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

queasy and felt

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

He got up from his chair and walked past the large desk

of me.

already quite tall so with me seated on the chair and him standing in front

his head, and placed his hands on the armrests

face at eye–level with me and

a lion to me, both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but

my hand suddenly itched to brush the pad of my finger against

and I blinked

and told me no, he can’t allow me to touch

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

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

breadth away from me. I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he

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