Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Strange Visitations

Rhett cleared his throat, preparing himself for her inevitable arrival. He ran his hand through his hair, as his mind went into full gear, trying to figure out why she was here.

Did something happen? How did she even know that he’d come back? He hadn’t told anyone, not even Farkas. Alpha Beowulf was the only one in the pack who knew of his arrival.

But he didn’t have much time to think about all that as Isleen knocked on his door.

He drew in a deep breath before blurting. "Come in."

The door opened with a click and she walked in, a nervous look on her face. She dressed so simply, wearing a cute denim jacket over a white day dress. Her strawberry blonde hair was made into a single tress, lying over her chest.

That itchy feeling in his throat worsened at that moment, as he gulped to get rid of the dryness he felt. His body tensed up as he gazed at her like this was his first time beholding her presence. How did she always manage to have this effect on him?

"Rhett." She muttered, her cheeks flushing red as she tried her best to keep her eyes on anything but his face.

He couldn’t help smirking smugly to himself. It seemed he also had the same effect on her.

"Isleen." He stood up, his gaze unwavering from her still. His wolf was already growling, urging him to take the first step. To make a move.

So he did just that, turning around the table until nothing was obstructing him from grabbing her and overwhelming her with kisses. Scratch that, he could do more than just ’kisses’.

Without warning, he took another step. Then another. He inched closer and closer, his pupils dilating with desire when he saw her showing no sign of resistance. When he finally got to her, he teased her, making sure his hot breath touched her neck.

Their eyes met, as he peered deep into hers. Those eyes would be the death of him. He gulped, unable to contain himself anymore. He finally gave in, his lips meeting her’s in a wet kiss that sent a surge of electricity down his body.

He groaned, biting her lower lip softly as his hands went to her waist. She moaned softly in response, as her hands explored his chest. She gripped it like she wanted to rip it right off his body. Things got even more heated when she pushed him to the table behind them.

He smirked smugly, as he began unbuttoning his shirt. Fuck it, he’ll have her right here in his office. They’d be quick with it and no one would interrupt. Or so he thought...

"Gamma, sir, I have a report on the runnings of the precinct during your absence. May I come in?" A knock sounded on the door, the voice of one of Farkas’s assistants coming from the other side.

Faster than the wind, Isleen jumped off his body, as she struggled to straighten her dress.

As for Rhett, he hastily rearranged his tie, before coughing awkwardly. "Uhh, don’t worry. Tell Farkas I’ll meet him to review them later."

The soldier paused for a good three seconds, causing Rhett to hold his breath.

Did he perhaps suspect something? He couldn’t afford any gossip of his meetings with Isleen leaking out. Or rather, she couldn’t. He honestly didn’t care anymore and wanted to just announce that she was his mate to the pack. Scratch that, the whole world.

She rolled her eyes before taking a seat. "You don’t look so bad yourself, old man." freewebnoveℓ.com

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