Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 72 The Homey Caden

Finished

Caden stond in the kitchen, dressed in casual loungewear and wearing an apron, moving methodically as he

busied himself

The morning sunlight streamed through the glass windows, casting a warm glow over him as if painting him with hues of gold.

His chiseled features and sensual lips made it impossible to look away.

The usual aloofness he carried at work seemed to have melted away, replaced by an air of homely charm. Even in an apron, his striking good looks were as mesmerizing as ever, almost otherworldly.

I couldn’t help but be momentarily dazed.

“You’re awake?” Caden asked, glancing back at me when he heard a sound.

Snapping out of it, I asked curiously, “What are you doing in the kitchen?”

Willa had something to take care of today,” he replied nonchalantly.

“I see” I nodded. “You can cook?”

Caden removed his apron, saying, “Why don’t you try it and see for yourself?”

Sitting at the dining table, I took a bite of the scrambled eggs he’d made. I couldn’t hold back my praise.

This is really good.”

1 never would’ve imagined that the mighty CEO of Eclipse Group could cook so well.

My opinion of him subtly shifted..

“Have more if you like it,” Caden said with a faint smile. He then served a piece of sandwich on my plate.

This rare moment of care from him stirred an inexplicable warmth in my heart.

“Alpha, are you falling for him? I can feel your heart racing, Freya teased.

ignored her and focused on

wasn’t bad. He was tall, handsome, powerful, and wealthy. In

wasn’t being insufferable, he could almost be called the perfect partner.

for me every

when Caden’s phone suddenly rang, shattering

he asked in a deep voice,

I caught

responsible for

The

the time, but one of them has since resigned,” Yale continued respectfully. “The other two claim the resigned worker was the

Caden ordered

tentatively, “Was that about the chandelier? Any leads?”

his eyes slightly.

that the situation wasn’t simple, I didn’t

Finished

out a tube of ointment to apply to my wound. Although it wasn’t serious,

my thoughts. “Let me help.”

up, I was greeted

handle it myself, I said

my protest. He took the ointment from my

before; now it’s my turn,” he said matter–of–factly, leaving

“Fine…” I relented.

“I

as his long fingers gently rubbed against my skin, creating

face inexplicably began to heat

on me as he stood

scar.”

up for so long that I

looked up, our eyes met.

chin was just an inch away

This dmned distance.

so close that I could hardly breathe, and my cheeks flared with

Caden’s POV:

down at Rosaline who was blushing shyly stirred

hesitation, I leaned closer, my lips

softness and sweetness filled my senses.