Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Like An Ordinary Couple

Eira’s POV

In that dimly lit drawing room, I could clearly see him, his expressions and the silent emotions in his eyes.

But I got back to my senses and decided to say something, as silence would only make things awkward for me. I wasn’t used to being this way.

"Did I wake you up?" I asked, my voice low, maybe a little hesitant.

"You did well," he replied, his thumb gently brushing at the back of my palm.

"Why are you not sleeping in the room?" I asked again.

"You weren’t there," he replied, his eyes not leaving mine, "without you it felt empty."

I didn’t know what to say. He must have felt in his absence I already left his room. We had been sharing it since the start.

"I... Raven..."

"I know," he interrupted me gently, "Don’t worry. I just felt better here in the open."

I knew he had always been understanding towards me, not creating unnecessary drama.

"You should sleep more. You must be tired," I said, my intention was to not disturb him anymore.

But he was still holding my hand, so I couldn’t even leave. And asking him to let go of my hand might look rude.

I sighed. Since when I started to care about being rude?

But then, at least with Roman, I didn’t want to be rude.

In response, he sat up on the sofa and gently pulled me towards him. He made me sit on the sofa between his legs, my back pressing against his chest. His hands wrapped around me and he lowered his face to the crook of my neck.

He breathed softly as it brushed against my skin. He inhaled my scent, slow and deep, like it grounded him.

"I am indeed tired," I heard him whisper, his lips brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Alpha shouldn’t be tired with work, but I am. Maybe because I didn’t see you the entire day. I am not tired, but I just missed you."

His arms tightened around me, pulling me closer, as if trying to quiet something inside him by holding me.

His words, his warmth, his breath against my neck—everything was affecting me far more than I wanted to admit.

Sitting there, wrapped in his embrace, I felt a kind of sweetness I had never known. A strange, soft affection that made my chest ache... as if my heart had begun to expect things I knew I had no right to hope for.

"You had too much work?" I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

He hummed against my shoulder, the vibration tingling through my skin.

"Did you eat?" I asked again.

At noon I had heard the others talking about how Roman always ignored his meals when he was working, how he listened to no one. Their words stayed with me the entire day.I didn’t want him to starve himself, and the worry—my worry—came out on its own before I could stop it.

"Did you?" I asked again when he still didn’t answer.

"Will you be upset if I say I didn’t?" he murmured, his tone teasing yet honest.

Of course I would be. But instead I asked, "Lunch?"

"I forgot."

"Dinner?"

"Same."

"How can you forget eating?" I asked, now unable to hide the slight frustration in my voice. "Don’t you know there’s food for you in the fridge?"

"Are you scolding me?" he asked, and in the same breath, he leaned in and bit my neck gently... sending a deep, helpless shiver racing through my entire body.

Was he seriously seducing me while we were having a proper discussion?

"Of course I am," I replied right away, shrugging my shoulder lightly to make him stop biting me.

"If I knew I’d get scolded like this, I would’ve starved myself often even before," he said, sounding annoyingly pleased. "It feels good to be scolded."And then he bit my shoulder again—harder this time—enough to sting.

"Ah..." a small sound escaped me before I could stop it.

Surprisingly, there were two containers for each dish, placed neatly as if someone had prepared dinner for two people on purpose.

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