The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 47

We arrived at my home, and Eros held me closely.

I blushed, fondling the hem of his cloth “I should go inside, take a shower, and wear a proper cloth,”

“What’s wrong with what you’re wearing now?” he asked.

“Well… Gem, you know, I began and his lips curled up into a smile.

“I like that endearment, but I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he chipped in

“Eros, my love,” I said, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “I am wearing my shirt, and smell like…

“Like what, Butter?” he asked wickedly. His sapphire eyes shone with amusement and mischief.

“Like… uhm, you know,” my cheeks were crimson red.

“No, I don’t know,” he tilted his eyebrows and moved dangerously closer “Tell me, you smell like you’ve just been thoroughly mated and marked? You smell like me?” He whispered into my ear. My belly clenched at the sound of his sensual voice.

His hands grab bes my waist possessively, his nose nuzzling my neck “I do think that it’s a marvelous thing. You smell like me, and I smell like you. It will serve as a warning to other men that you belong to me.”

I could feel my hunger for him building, so I quickly kissed him and ran off.

An hour later, Eros appeared in my room and took me out on a date. When we entered his white Ferrari, he crashed his lips on mine “Youre so fucking beautiful,”

I kissed him and climbed onto his laps when he snatched his lips from mine. “Let’s have dinner before I eat you myself.”

That made my stomach clench deliciously as he ignited the car. watched him under my thick eyelashes as his arm muscles flexed while be handled the car.

I watched the graceful way his sleek fingers moved as if was stroking the steering wheel, and I imagined what those fingers could do.

Suddenly he groaned “What?” I jolted, coming out of my reverie.

me, Love” he groaned, his hands grabbing the steering wheel harder

Oh Goddess, I totally forgot about that.

for a month..or five…right after I feed you,” he mumbles to

Yes, please!

city. In a flash, he was out of the car, pushing away the man

the key to his Ferrari to the valet and led me to the shiny whire marble steps and into the

very well–groomed woman in her early thirties hurried over

Eros,” she greeted with

so good to see

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Chapter 47

me with a respectful little bow of their heads, and admiring the

her

waiting. Your Highness,” she informed him “Right this way,” she said,

restaurant

here often?” I asked Eros, looking up at

“Sometimes,” he answered.

and the delicious smell of

room is filled with guests. Men in their expensive suits, and women in beautiful designer dresses. I suddenly felt like

well–dressed patrons looked up as soon as we stepped in. I couldn’t blame them. Eos looksd gorgeous even in just

reeked of

reckless sex appeal

past the tables, his hand coming

stare at you like

I am seeing is women eyeing him

their lustful gaze at

VIP section at the fourth floor of the building. A group of good looking men and two women come up

simply pulled one of them

looked like in his mid–twenties. Eros later told me that

we were led to a beautiful private room where Arthur, Adonis, and Beauty we’re