Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17: _ Devil in Her Bed

Rhett wasn't ready for that yet.

Hell, he could barely hold back from going through the door, knocking, and asking her to let him in her heart.

Now, she stood in front of a bedside lamp, strawberry blonde hair damp and let down so long that it was grazing her butt cheeks. The way it cascaded down her body under the dimly lit room made her look like a goddess.

Rhett bit his lip, trying so hard to hold himself back. He wasn't supposed to stare at her nakedness. It was wrong. It wasn't ethical. No, he came to watch her sleep or fully clothed or something – not naked.

He took to gazing at her bed until she was dressed up and he could watch her again. However, what he found made a line appear between his brows.

There was a little boy dressed in an oversized t-shirt sleeping on her bed. As much as Rhett was not so cool with having a male in bed with her – old or young, what unsettled him the most was that the boy had his eyes opened, watching her blandly as she dressed up.

He, who was an adult and even her mate couldn't bring himself to watch her nakedness because it wasn't moral to do so. It was a violation of her privacy. He was already doing a lot of violating being here and he couldn't commit more offenses.

But there was that little devil who rested his head on his hands, pretending to be asleep but effortlessly watching Isleen.

Who was this boy and why was he in her bed? Why did she allow him to watch her dress up?

No. He didn't think she knew. Judging from how her back was turned to him, she wasn't aware of his lawlessness. It took Rhett all the control in him to not break the window and burst into that room to apprehend the little devil.

Rhett watched him until Isleen was done. The boy knew what he was doing. Just as Isleen had got in her pajamas and was about to go on the bed, the little devil shut his eyes as though he had been sleeping all along.

Rhett clenched his fists, his mind racing with questions and frustration. As Isleen settled into bed, Rhett continued observing, his eyes narrowing as he tried to discern any interaction between her and the boy.

He saw that she cluelessly went to sleep, unaware of how dangerous that polluted little boy was.

"This is what the world has turned to." He muttered to himself.

He, however, soon came to regret that as turned, suddenly at alert. Isleen sat up and glanced around the room until her eyes trailed to the window and that was when Rhett hid.

Had she sensed him?

The mate bond was more potent than said. Even as the proximity lay between them, their hearts still found a way to crawl to each other.

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