Beautiful Bond Ch 5. Spicy

WINONA.

Azura sent me here. She was adamant she really wanted some spicy wings from here, although I had wondered why she wanted them since she had surely eaten when she was out. Something Corrado clarified, but I didn’t question it and came here, only to see Marcel sitting at a table with Kristina. 2

It made me upset, and I have never felt so angry, but should I care? Do I even have that right, when I’m not even making a move? Even though everyone has given me their blessings in a way. I thought it’ll be ok but seeing her sitting there…

I don’t like it, not one bit.

“Join me.” He says, snapping me from my thoughts.

I glance at Kristina, feeling bad for accusing her, but I don’t know if she’s

really genuine… There certainly has been something between the two.

I frown slightly and look at Marcel, and I see the flicker of surprise in his eyes at my expression.

“I guess I will.” I say, giving a small smile.

I don’t think Marcel even wants me if he’s here meeting up with one of his booty calls.

Winona!

I’m mortified at my own mean thoughts; jealousy makes us ugly.

Pursing my lips, I slowly sit down in the booth opposite him, taking the place Kristina was in previously. The door tinkles before it shuts behind her. I find myself staring at her empty cup that remains in front of me.

“Can we get the table cleared and a fresh black coffee, and a tea.” Marcel says, calling someone over. “Also a platter of spicy barbeque wings on the side.”

“I’m not really hungry.” I say, especially not after seeing her.

“I might be.” He counters and I run my fingers through my hair unable to argue with that.

I’ve changed out of my dress, but I still have the makeup on… I tug at the sleeves of my white top, as the waiter wipes the table clean and walks away, casting us a curious glance that he tries to hide.

“Everyone has heard what you said at the party.” I sigh, running my fingers through my hair. I feel like I’m getting a headache from all of this. I didn’t mind being invisible. 1

“I’m not ashamed of admitting that you’re mine, although I did act like a fool. Or more like a temperamental youngster who has no self-control. My own son had to stop me from punching someone.” He mutters, disgruntled, and I glance up, having to hide my smile at his annoyance.

“You did… you sounded like you were ready to hit him-I mean, you just said you were going to…” I chuckle before I cough to cover it. “Uh, I mean you did something a youngster would do, not the fool part!”

I’m making this worse.

He cocks a brow, and I blush under his gaze. “You didn’t seem to mind the compliment that he gave you.”

I shake my head. “No, because I know Li Sheng has never had anything for me and he has seen me many times before and I know what kind of person he is.” I reason gently. 1

He sits back frowning, and I wonder if he’s still annoyed.

“Hmm, which makes complimenting his shirt a little more understandable.” He mutters and I press my lips together, trying to stop them from twitching into a smile.

Is he a little jealous?

“You still sound like a schoolboy.” I offer.

A jealous one.

slightly and shakes his head. ”

I embarrassed myself.” He sighs in defeat.

I say apologetically.

fault.” He replies. “Just our situation, so what made you

to get me to admit I

since you asked me, I thought why not.” I say, relieved when the waiter returns with a grilled

I find myself admiring

that I wanted to brush my hand down his

are watching me, and I suddenly

These hot wings they have here

with Corrado, but I do enjoy my

“Oh yeah?” 1

Marcel picks up a chilli that sits on the bed of onions alongside the grill platter. “I wonder, are you all talk and no action or can you actually

from him. His hand brushes against mine and our eyes meet. He brushes his thumb across my knuckles, and I let the sparks dance along my skin. He moves back and opens the metal cap on the glass

he pours me a glass of water and I bite off the rest of the chilli, leaving just the end. I place it on the side of the platter and

“See?”

done, but I’m surprised all those chillies haven’t made you bitter. You’re still a pot of

simply smile as I take up the water he’s poured for me and sip it before taking a wing and

like I did when I saw Kristina. I am not as nice

I don’t think even Rosaline’s are as nice – don’t tell her that.”

never had these before.

delicious, I

I haven’t seen

actually sent me.” I blush as I shake my head.

given up, has

karma.” I smile, remembering how we planned to get

you remembering how easily we clicked when

myself…” I murmur, looking down at my two fingers that are covered with

his hair back as he wipes his hands and picks up

up slowly. He’s resting his chin

“I’m sorry…”

you being you, but I can’t blame you when the situation

slightly. “It’s … I don’t know if I’m good enough for an Alpha… I can’t even shift into my wolf, even though

You’re perfect Winona, just

we were ever to…” I can’t ask that here…

look around. We may be in the corner with the music playing, but there

tilts his head. “Let’s finish

another wing and then taking the wipe out of its packet

he wants, what I want, because whenever we are around one another, all I see is him…

coffee rather fast, and I quickly sip my tea, trying to finish

of here with me.” He smirks, and

him…. No girl, he doesn’t mean it like

my tea. “No, I

I simply smile. We had discussed that party for Azura and Leo over drinks and even a pizza, alongside Corrado. We laughed, teased, and had a good time. He had been adamant I wear the black dress he had tricked me into choosing. He

I miss that.

allowing me to slip out before him, but there isn’t enough space to get

shuts behind us and a sharp wind blows around

see in the dark, regardless of if it’s bright out

were saying something, if we were ever too…?” He questions and I look up at him, trying not to take

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