Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Tease for Tease

Caroline’s POV

I left Draven’s office on trembling legs, my entire body still humming with unfulfilled desire. That arrogant Alpha had nearly pushed me over the edge again but deliberately left me burning. Rory was pacing restlessly inside me, frustrated and hungry for more.

"That manipulative, domineering jerk," I muttered under my breath. "This isn’t over."

I needed to find a way to make him regret ever thinking he could toy with me like this. No Alpha, no matter how powerful, was getting anywhere near my panties again, especially not the ones he’d just given me. I’d already crossed a dangerous line, so what was one more step over it? And after I got even, I’d quit and return to my old position at BuildRight Corp.

I was slamming a file cabinet closed when Ryan walked through my office. One look at my face and he wisely chose not to comment, just hurried straight through to Draven’s office.

When Linda popped her head in moments later, mentioning she was stepping out, a deliciously wicked idea formed in my mind.

"Linda, would you mind stopping by the bakery across the street? Could you get me a slice of chocolate cake? The one with milk chocolate shavings and cherries on top?"

"Of course, Carrie. No problem at all. I’ll be back in twenty minutes max, is that okay?"

"Perfect!" I handed her the money. "Thanks so much!"

I knew Draven had a video conference scheduled with international partners in Singapore. He’d be trapped in his office, on camera, unable to escape. Ryan would be joining from his own office. The timing couldn’t be more perfect for my revenge. I’d make the mighty Alpha sweat while he couldn’t react without revealing himself.

Linda returned with my cake, and I prepared a tray with the dessert, a steaming cup of herb tea, and my phone. The moment I heard Draven’s deep voice greeting the overseas executives, I slipped into his office and quietly locked the door behind me.

His eyes flickered to me briefly, confusion crossing his features before he masked it for the benefit of the camera. I approached his desk with deliberate slowness, setting down the tray and placing the teacup beside him. I deliberately dropped the napkin, mirroring the scene from this morning.

His gaze followed my every move as I bent down to retrieve it, giving him another view of what he couldn’t have. I noticed him shifting uncomfortably in his chair as he cleared his throat and answered a question from one of the Singapore executives.

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