Chapter 112
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 112<\/p>\n
Chapter 112: Demanding a Kiss<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s Perspective:<\/p>\n
I opened my mouth, ready to explain everything, but then the words caught in my throat. Suddenly, it all felt utterly pointless.<\/p>\n
Without warning, a firm hand clenched around my waist, pulling me closer.<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s Alpha presence intensified, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly growl. \u201cAnswer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
My body was pressed flush against his broad chest, the steady, powerful beat of his heart thudding beneath his shirt. The heat radiating from him seared my skin, making me acutely aware of every inch of contact.<\/p>\n
My cheeks burned fiercely as anger trembled in my voice. \u201cYou\u2019re mistaken! Jake was the one who pulled me\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s gaze dropped, locking onto mine with an unwavering intensity.<\/p>\n
The grand chandelier above cast fractured shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp, possessive fire swirling in his eyes. For a long moment, he said nothing.<\/p>\n
The atmosphere around us seemed to freeze, thick with his unyielding pressure. My heart pounded erratically in my chest, nerves prickling along my skin.<\/p>\n
Luis was reckless, proud, and utterly unrestrained. He never cared about rules or the setting, always doing whatever his heart demanded.<\/p>\n
I was terrified he might do something reckless right here, in front of everyone.<\/p>\n
Then, a sly, almost mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. \u201cFine. Then kiss me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I froze, eyes wide with disbelief.<\/p>\n
Was he serious? Was he completely out of his mind?<\/p>\n
Demanding a kiss here, in the middle of the gala, with dozens of eyes on us? He was acting like a desperate pup in heat.<\/p>\n
I turned my face away, muttering, \u201cCan you at least behave yourself in public?\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes narrowed, voice sharp as a blade. \u201cWhat else am I supposed to do? I can smell another Alpha on you. I can\u2019t control myself.\u201d<\/p>\n
I lowered my voice. \u201cEveryone\u2019s watching. This is the Muses gala.\u201d<\/p>\n
He leaned in closer, his gaze darkening. \u201cYou\u2019re mine. Since when do I need anyone\u2019s permission to kiss my woman?\u201d<\/p>\n
I had no witty reply. Trapped, I lifted my eyes and tried to negotiate. \u201cLater, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s warm breath brushed my ear as he leaned in. \u201cSo, whatever I tell you to do, you\u2019ll do it?\u201d<\/p>\n
I clenched my jaw, heart racing.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
He chuckled low and darkly.<\/p>\n
His laughter slipped into my ears, making my cheeks flush even hotter and my heart thud harder against my ribs.<\/p>\n
I shot him a frustrated glare.<\/p>\n
The music finally died down, and guests began to drift away from the dance floor.<\/p>\n
I pushed Luis gently but firmly away and slipped free from his arms, moving quickly toward the restroom.<\/p>\n
Her bluntness twisted my stomach into knots.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should tell him that yourself. I can\u2019t help you,\u201d I replied flatly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHmph!\u201d<\/p>\n
She tilted her head, clearly amused. \u201cYou don\u2019t mind? My instincts say you\u2019ve already mated with him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Were all Beta women this bold?<\/p>\n
My face darkened instantly.<\/p>\n
Serena flicked ash from her cigarette, smirking. \u201cDon\u2019t get me wrong\u2014I\u2019m not trying to be his woman. Just tell me, in bed? He doesn\u2019t exactly seem like the cold type.\u201d<\/p>\n
Is he any good?<\/p>\n
I almost laughed in disbelief. Luis was an Alpha with a possessive streak as wide as the ocean. Cold? Not a chance.<\/p>\n
Her audacity ignited my temper.<\/p>\n
I shot back, \u201cSeven times in one night. What do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes lit up with excitement. \u201cGosh! That\u2019s exactly my style.\u201d<\/p>\n
I glared at her. \u201cToo bad you\u2019ll never get the chance.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gripping my bag tightly, I stormed past her, my anger simmering beneath the surface.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2195","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2195","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2195"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}