Scarlet's pov
"Just a few minutes," I slammed the door and hurried into my room. I needed to change out of the transparent lingerie I was wearing; this wasn't the time for showing off my body.
In no time, I swapped into just a pair of jeans and a blouse. I opened the door, and that familiar scent hit me again, one I could never tire of. I took a slow sniff, a satisfied smile creeping onto my face as I followed him out.
"Walk faster!" Tafe scolded me through the mind link, and I just rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm, hastening my steps towards Mr. Consigliere—Addison.
I knew how thrilled Tafe would be with me sitting closely to Addison like this, watching his carefully crafted face that sent shivers down my spine,Fuck! He is a demigod.
If I had to compare among his brothers, I hate to admit it, but Xavier is a demi-god of sexiness. Yet, his coldness makes it worse. Addison's familiarity adds to his allure and I just can't help it.
"Let's sit here," he paused and settled into a wooden chair in the beautiful lawn. I hadn't noticed it before—or maybe I hadn't been here.
"Let's count those stars together," he smiled, pulling closer to me, and I almost froze up.
What is he trying to do? I don't mind doing anything crazy with him here and now, but why the hell am I hesitating?
"Shit!" Tafe murmured, "Go closer, don't you want to feel his touch?"
I ignored her banter. I might be a seductress, but I still have a little pride as a woman. Throwing myself at him wouldn't work out; I was sure of it.
I've had my share of experiences;Growing up, I fell for our pack's gamma. But with all the responsibilities, serving other Alphas and Mafia lords, I never had the time to express my feelings to him. When I finally came back and showed interest, he seemed entangled with other she-wolves despite denying any involvement.
Distance kills love, if you ask me. And staying with Addison here, I'm definitely not pushing myself at him.Not even with Tafe's bicker.
He's been the only one who's treated me with care. Unlike Alpha Eliot, who seems only interested in satisfying his desires every night. And let's not even mention Xavier, who showed no mercy when he found out I was with Alpha Eliot. Now with Addison, if Xavier discovers this, I'm in trouble.
The mere thought made my breath shallow and rapid. My eyes darted around, squinting to catch a glimpse of the garage to know if Xavier's car was there, but it wasn't even in sight.
"He won't be back tonight," Addison assured me once he noticed my unease.
"Why?" I questioned. I wasn't trying to protest or doubt his words, but Xavier was too fearsome to deal with, and I was being cautious.
"He has something he needs to take care of. He'll be in the club all night," Addison explained.
"With women?" I blurted out, allowing my instincts to take over.
Addison shot me a menacing look, but I avoided his gaze. Was I too forward in asking if my master was with women in the club? Or maybe I shouldn't have mentioned it in his presence?
"I doubt he has had sex since he came back," he replied with a sigh. That statement piqued my curiosity even more. Has he not had sex since he returned? Is he into men?
I knew that most mafia lords were obsessed with sex and had a harem of women, even if they were married.
"Where did he come back from?" I asked, hoping for a clearer explanation.
"Can we not talk about him? Perhaps next time we come to watch the stars, I'll tell you about him if you care to know," he suggested, smiling as he pulled me closer, his eyes fixed on the sky.
His admiring gaze shifted from the sky to my face, causing my cheeks to flush red.
He declined to discuss his brother in a rather courteous manner, but I really…
"Leave that demon and focus on the angel in front of you!" Tafe's voice echoed through the mindlink, but I remained silent, determined not to draw Addison's attention.
Suddenly, my stomach grumbled, and I realized I hadn't eaten since… well, since whenever. Jade was being her usual self, an asshole. Addison turned his gaze towards me, and I attempted to avert my eyes, hoping he wouldn't notice the rumble, but then I heard a voice inside my mind.
"Are you hungry?"
Damn it! It wasn't Tafe—it was Addison. How in the world did he do that? Speak to me through our mindlink? My eyes widened in surprise as I reflexively turned to him, completely speechless.
"It's normal, we are mates," he reassured me with a smile. I tried to force a smirk, but my expression still portrayed my confusion. No one taught me about this in my pack. Not even Harry.
"Are you hungry?" he repeated.
My eyebrows shot up as I noticed flashlights directed our way. I swiftly dropped to the ground, fearing it might be Xavier and I didn't want him to catch me with his brother.
"Stand up, it's not him," Addison chuckled, and I cautiously lifted my head.
"Let's head to my apartment for dinner."
Heading to his apartment felt like stepping into a whole new territory, but I was hungry enough to take the risk.
Within a few minutes, I found myself in Addison's apartment. I settled on the couch in the living room, observing the simplicity and elegance of his place. It was a stark contrast to the opulence often associated with his brothers.
"Come on over, little wolf," he beckoned, carrying a tray filled with an enticing aroma that immediately appealed to my senses. I eagerly followed him.
"How does it taste?" he inquired, his gaze fixed on me. I hadn't even stopped to check; when you're hungry, taste isn't the priority.
I gulped down the juice that accompanied the meal, avoiding his intense, appreciative gaze. Did he really ask about the taste? I hadn't paid much attention to that detail.
"I made it myself," he mentioned casually, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.
"Did you?"
He nodded, and I swallowed hard. He was a good cook, far better than anything I could ever whip up in my entire life.
"Don't worry, I know you're not a good cook," he teased, a playful grin tugging at his lips.
Wait, was he reading my mind?
"Do you fancy some alcohol and a little disco music?" He got up, turning on the music while pouring me a glass of wine.
I really needed it to clear my head from my time in the Fedele family. It hadn't been a week yet, but it felt like a whirlwind of events, as if it had been a year.
I rested my head on his legs as he ran his fingers through my hair. It made me feel dizzy but also strangely comforted.
"Don't you have maids?" I murmured.
"What's the point when I can cook and clean? I have a harem of men but not women," he replied slowly. I kept my head on his lap as he mouthed the lyrics of the music. I couldn't resist and dozed off; the sound was so soothing, especially with his baritone voice mixed in.
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"Shit!" I muttered as my eyes fluttered open. I had imagined myself in Addison's arms all night.
What on earth am I doing here? I leaped out of bed and hurried for the door, praying that Xavier wouldn't be back yet. But, considering it was already morning, that seemed almost impossible.
CHAPTER 9