Chapter 144 Take responsibility for me 2
Chapter 144 Take responsibility for me 2
“My coworkers will notice and start asking questions,” I say, anxiety creeping into my voice. “How are we supposed to explain this?”
Daelor brushes his cheek with his fingertips, then glances at me, an amused sparkle lighting up his eyes.
“So, what do you propose we do?” he asks, that infuriating grin on his lips.
A wave of remorse sweeps over me for having struck him so forcefully.
“Perhaps we ought to wait for the marks to disappear completely before we go out,” I suggest, my voice uncertain.
Daelor agrees with an easy nod, settling himself into one of the elegant chairs. “Whatever you prefer.”
We lapse into an uncomfortable silence in the lavish room, the air thick with the unspoken weight of his revelation and my lack of response.
To ease the tension, my gaze drifts around the opulent furnishings, curiosity stirring inside me.
“Are we really allowed to use this private room?” I voice my practical worries. “Could we be disrupting the restaurant’s business? What if someone else reserved it?”
Daelor dismisses my apprehension with a relaxed, Alpha assurance.
“There’s no issue at all,” he tells me. “The Leyric family owns this establishment.”
I stare at him, taken aback. “Dr. Leyric’s family owns this place?”
Daelor confirms with a faint smile. “It’s one of several properties they possess.”
Although I’ve only ever associated the Leyrics with the medical field, their apparent affluence leaves me astonished. The Golden Lake Hotel is among the priciest spots in the Northern Territory.
“Leyric interests go far beyond medicine,” Daelor clarifies, noticing my confusion.
Just as I’m absorbing this new information, a loud disturbance erupts by the entrance. Voices and quick footsteps echo in the hallway.
Thinking my coworkers from the herbal remedies company might be searching for me, I stand up and move toward the door.
Instead, I open it to discover a breathtakingly beautiful woman I’ve never seen before.
Her long golden hair and sharp blue eyes fix on me with surprise that quickly turns to cold displeasure. Expensive clothes and a poised stance broadcast her wealth and influence.
“What are you doing here?” she asks, her slight frown and challenging tone putting me on edge.
I let out a nervous laugh, feeling like I don’t belong, regardless of Daelor’s reassurances.
“I… we were just…” I begin, struggling to find a way to justify our presence.
Before I can finish, I glance back at Daelor.
“I should go next door and look for my coworkers,” I blurt out, eager to escape this uncomfortable confrontation and leave the two of them alone.
But as I try to leave, Daelor’s firm hand catches mine, stopping me in my tracks.
“Stay,” he commands, his Alpha presence unmistakable. “Come with me.”
His hold is gentle but firm, and I’m drawn back to his side while he faces the unexpected guest with composed Alpha confidence.
Aelira’s POV
As the door to the private room next to ours opens, the group of colleagues who had been laughing and playing suddenly falls silent. The cheerful banter fades instantly, as though someone has turned off the sound.
A nervous voice murmurs, “Alpha Daelor has arrived.”
Another colleague repeats his name, awe evident in their tone.
Catching these hushed remarks, I glance instinctively at Daelor beside me. His commanding Alpha aura immediately dominates the room, making the atmosphere feel heavier.