Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 88

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live**
by Nora Vale Kingsley

As Emma struggled to catch her breath, Silas felt a jolt of clarity pierce through the chaos that had enveloped him moments before. Panic flickered across his features as he reached for her wrist, his fingers quivering slightly as he sought the reassuring beat of her pulse. Only when he felt the steady rhythm did he exhale a long, slow breath, relief flooding through him like a gentle wave washing away the remnants of his earlier frenzy.

“I’m so sorry, Ms. Tibarn,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with remorse. “I… I lost control for just a moment.”

Silas was just beginning to regain his senses, his mental faculties still teetering on the edge of instability. Damn it, he cursed silently, frustration gnawing at him. I nearly harmed her because I couldn’t rein in my own power.

Emma, on the other hand, wasn’t truly frightened—just cautious. Deep down, she sensed something primal within Silas, a lurking danger hidden beneath his polished demeanor. If the term “wolf in sheep’s clothing” had a visage, it would undoubtedly be his.

“Did I frighten you, Ms. Tibarn?” Silas’s voice broke through her thoughts, soft and coaxing as he leaned closer, his gaze earnest. “Please don’t be afraid. I promise it won’t happen again.”

His gentle tone only heightened her unease. To Emma, he suddenly resembled the Big Bad Wolf, sweet-talking Little Red Riding Hood—one charming word away from devouring her whole.

As she noticed him inching toward her once more, Emma swiftly pushed against his chest, her expression firm and resolute. “Behave yourself—and put your clothes back on.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Silas replied with a hint of amusement, adjusting his glasses before reaching for the shirt he had hastily discarded earlier. He began buttoning it up, each clasp a deliberate action, as if trying to restore not just his attire but also the balance of the moment.

Emma found herself unable to look away. As he reached the final button, his fingers hesitated, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. The sight was maddeningly alluring, sending an unexpected shiver down her spine.

Gulp. She could almost hear the sound of her own throat constricting in response.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

She felt on the verge of losing her composure. Teasing a naïve man like Edric was one thing, but how was she supposed to withstand the temptation that was Silas? No, no, stay composed. Breathe. You can’t let yourself be distracted by a pretty face. The first one has to be Edric. It has to be Edric.

Silas observed the myriad of emotions flickering across her face and couldn’t help but smirk faintly. He didn’t need her to articulate her thoughts; her expression spoke volumes. Out of all her admirers, Edric was truly the fortunate one.

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