Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 542

Judy's POV

My body felt like it was on fire as Gavin spoke in a low and deep tone. His breath fanned across my cheek, sending goosebumps to form along my neckline and arms. His close proximity was intoxicating. My heart was hammering in my chest as I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.

"Whose attention are you trying to attract, Miss Montague? Because I'm about to gouge out every single eyeball in this room who looks at you."

His words sent a chill down my spine; his voice was icy and possessive in a way that was unfamiliar. I had never had anyone, not even Ethan, sound this possessive. The way his lips brushed across my ear made my knees weak and my body melted a little, but I caught myself before I turned into a fool.

"What makes you think I'm trying to attract anyone's attention?" I asked, proud that my voice came out stronger than I felt.

I felt him smirking against my ear.

"A woman doesn't wear something like this without an alternative goal," he murmured.

I hated that my eyes fluttered closed from the warmth of his breath against my features. His scent was choking me in a way that made me not want to breathe.

"Well, you can thank your daughter for my choice of outfit. It was her designer who created this dress," I said, my voice coming out as a breath.

detect any hint of a lie, but finding none. His eyes were dark and dilated as he

realize that every man and even some women

a bit of confidence in the almost vulnerable tone he used. "Jealous, Alpha?" I asked, teasing

His nostrils flared.

"I don't do jealous."

conversation they were having, Rache's attention was

more attention to the men who stare your date instead," I told him, my eyes finding his

he was about to say something, but I

bar. He grabbed hold of my arm, not enough

over yet," he said, his eyes darkening until they were almost

grasp, watching

told him before I turned and

me, but I forced

at the bar, I felt like couldn't breathe. My heart was pounding so heavily against my chest, and my nails were digging into the palms

at my face and Irene already

grabbed a shot off the bar top and handed

tonight," she said, clinking the glasses. "This isn't about my father. You are here as a favor to me, and I'm forever grateful to you