Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349 Bring Puddy Home

Chapter 349 Bring Puddy Home

Luis’s POV:

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At that, I let my gaze skate over the table, cold as ice, and a smile cut across my mouth.

“You’re quite the expert. Want me to hand you the CEO role while I’m at it?”

The vice president’s head snapped down. His voice shook so hard it broke. “N–No… Alpha, I… I was talking nonsense… Please don’t take it to heart.”

Contempt flickered through me.

These old men–every quarter, their lips curl so high over dividends they forget their own.

names.

The moment real reform crosses the agenda, they’re louder than anyone with objections. And now they think they can reach their hands into my marriage.

I tossed my pen onto the conference table, rose, and swept the room with a flat stare. My voice dropped, low and cutting.

“Aaron, give me a clean list of who’s chosen to stand against me this round.”

Deanna’s POV:

My phone started trilling like an alarm, and I jolted awake to realize I’d nodded off on the office sofa.

Still groggy, I thumbed the speaker.

Kathryn’s voice filled the room.

“Deanna, I just sent a video of our new place–did you see it? I’ve already hired several housekeepers, and one is very experienced with pups.

“And by the way, have you finalized the professional manager for Mistbane Group? When are you coming to Euron to meet us?”

Her rapid–fire questions cleared the sleep from my head.

I’d almost managed to forget that whole timeling lately.

“I lined up the manager earlier, but if I go abroad, 1-”

Footsteps, light but unmistakable, moved outside my door.

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Chapter 349 Bring Puddy Home

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I shot a look toward it and murmured into the phone, “Mom, I’ll call you back in a bit.”

I hung up just as the door clicked open.

A tall, broad–shouldered man crossed the threshold, each step a deep, even drumbeat.

I set my phone down, stood, and smiled at Luis. Meeting’s over?”

His expression looked … normal.

I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

If he’d heard the call, he wasn’t showing it.

He watched me for a few seconds, quiet, then his mouth eased into a smile.

He came over, took my hand, thumb grazing my fingertips, and guided me back to the sofa. His voice was warm silk. “Why didn’t you use the resting room?”

“I didn’t realize I fell asleep. Maybe your office couch is just too comfortable.”

“Is it?”

He threaded his fingers through my hair, casual, almost absent. “What do you want for dinner?”

I leaned into his chest, twirling his tie between my fingers. “I want you to cook.”

Luis chuckled under his breath. “Selective little mouth. If my Luna wants my cooking, what service is she offering in exchange?”

The corners of my lips curled. I feigned innocence. “What service?”

“You tell me.”

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