Alpha King’s pregnant Ex-Luna

Undoubtedly, Alpha Kilian’s remark alleviated some of the guilt that plagued Nelly’s mind.

As Nelly stared into his captivating face amidst the shrouded night, she recognized that he possessed an inherent air of nobility, as if it were ingrained in his very essence. Regardless of the time or place, he exuded an elegance that made it impossible to look away.

“And what about you?” she inquired, her eyes fixed upon him. “What do you think?”

Nelly sought clarification, her words laden with curiosity.

Adjusting his stance, Alpha Kilian turned to face her, his intense gaze piercing through her. “Does my opinion hold significance to you?”

“Perhaps,” Nelly replied, raising an eyebrow.

Narrowing his discerning eyes, Alpha Kilian feigned contemplation for a brief moment. Then, locking his gaze with hers, he drawled, “Do you desire the truth?”

Similarly, Nelly playfully observed him. “Based on your response, were your previous words nothing more than a ploy to ease my conscience?”

Alpha Kilian chuckled, his expression turning solemn. “Certainly not! In my eyes, you are far more flawless than anyone could imagine. If perfection had no boundaries, then your perfection would be infinite.”

Upon hearing his words, Nelly erupted in laughter. She gazed into the distance, radiating a breathtaking beauty in her mirth.

“I am being serious,” Alpha Kilian emphasized, his eyes fixed upon her.

Despite his seriousness, a smile remained on Nelly’s face. “I never knew you were such an expert at appeasing people. Have you employed such tactics often to deceive young girls?”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Do you think I need to deceive young girls?” Alpha Kilian asked. Nelly scrutinized him from head to toe.

Indeed, his allures were undeniable. Without exerting any effort, countless girls flocked to him incessantly. It was true, he had no need for trickery.

Thus, Nelly nodded in agreement. “Alright, I concede. But no one is truly perfect.”

“True, no human is perfect. But even your imperfections are perfect to me,” Alpha Kilian declared.

Nelly furrowed her brows at his response, resembling a pouting young girl. “Imperfections? What imperfections are you referring to?”

At the sight of her expression, Alpha Kilian’s heart skipped a beat.

Throughout their years of acquaintance, she had always displayed strength or indifference. Never before had she exhibited such behavior, feigning anger to elicit coaxing, fully embracing her femininity.

He approached her, fixing his gaze upon her slightly intoxicated visage. In a low voice, he stated, “Nelly, refrain from drinking with other men in the future.”

“Why?” Nelly queried, her gaze glazed.

“Because you easily tempt men,” Alpha Kilian replied. Nelly was rendered speechless.

She observed the man before her, unyielding in meeting his gaze. Fluttering her long lashes, she asked, “So, are you implying that you are tempted?”

“Yes!” Alpha Kilian nodded, for it had always been the truth.

As Nelly looked at him, her bright eyes sparkled. Suddenly, she took a step closer, rising to her tiptoes and lightly pecking his lips.

The brief touch lasted merely a heartbeat, yet Alpha Kilian froze instantaneously.

Though no innocent virgin, he found himself lost in a daze at that moment.

He gazed down at the woman before him, attempting to discern if she was under the influence.

Then, Nelly raised an eyebrow languidly, teasing him. “What shall we do about it, then?”

“Do you know what you’re doing?” Alpha Kilian inquired, locking his eyes with hers. His throat bobbed, his voice growing noticeably huskier.

She was igniting a fire, engulfing a piece of weathered firewood!

Nelly chuckled softly. “Are you suggesting that I’ve had too much to drink?” Saying so, she glanced at the half-empty glass of red wine in her hand. Swirling it lightly, she raised it to her lips and finished it in one swift motion.

“Indeed, I may have indulged, but not to the point of drunkenness,” she murmured airily, her eyes fixed on the empty glass.

Alpha Kilian’s gaze traveled from her graceful neck to her rosy lips. In the next moment, he reached out and captured the back of her head, claiming her lips.

He had refrained due to his own intoxication, but this time, he was no longer the one igniting the fire.

His aggressive kiss ensnared her, kissed her with arrogance and dominance, as if he sought to consume her entirely.

Nelly, in turn, was taken aback at first. Slowly, she began to yield. Under his fervent assault, her legs weakened, and a blush stained her delicate face.

Gradually, she extended her hands and encircled his waist.

Alpha Kilian pressed her against the balustrade, providing support with one hand, as he passionately delved deeper into her mouth.

On the balcony, in the encompassing darkness of the night, their kiss burned with an extraordinary intensity.

Nelly offered no resistance. As a woman with desires and physical needs, she found herself succumbing, especially in the presence of such an irresistible specimen.

With the influence of alcohol, she simply wished to revel in the moment, to perceive it as a dream.