Chapter 153
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 153<\/p>\n
**Chapter 153: I Replied With Silence**<\/p>\n
**Deanna\u2019s POV:**<\/p>\n
The heat radiating from my cheeks was almost unbearable as I retreated to the restroom, seeking refuge from the overwhelming embarrassment that had washed over me.<\/p>\n
Standing in front of the sink, I splashed cold water onto my face, hoping to quell the flush that betrayed my inner turmoil. Was it fear or humiliation that made my skin burn like this? I couldn\u2019t quite tell, but the sensation was all-consuming.<\/p>\n
After a few deep breaths, I steadied myself and typed a quick message to Maggie: \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n
With a renewed sense of urgency, I exited the restroom, only to find Luis casually leaning against the wall in the hallway.<\/p>\n
His tall frame was relaxed, one leg stretched out while the other was propped against the wall. The light caught his profile just right, accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw. He held a cigarette with an air of nonchalance, the smoke curling around him like a lazy serpent.<\/p>\n
The scent of cedarwood hung in the air, subtle yet distinct, marking the space around him as his territory. Even the lower-ranking Omegas who passed by seemed to instinctively steer clear, their footsteps quiet as they dared not disturb his presence.<\/p>\n
I lowered my gaze, attempting to slip past him unnoticed, but his piercing eyes caught me in their grip. He scrutinized me from head to toe with a slow, deliberate gaze that made my heart race.<\/p>\n
Unable to find the strength to move, I managed to whisper, \u201cI appreciate the help back there.\u201d<\/p>\n
If it hadn\u2019t been for him catching me just in time, I would have collided with that glass table, and my face would have surely been a mess.<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t shake the feeling that one of those envious women might have tripped me on purpose.<\/p>\n
\u201cSilly,\u201d Luis drawled, his voice dripping with a languid confidence. \u201cYou want the Skyline Construction project?\u201d<\/p>\n
I cast my eyes downward, feeling the weight of his question. \u201cI\u2019ll earn it myself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deep down, I knew that securing the project through him would be the simplest route.<\/p>\n
But I also understood that Luis was the most dangerous player in this game, a truth that sent shivers down my spine.<\/p>\n
As I turned to walk away, a thought struck me, and I pivoted back to face him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you reply to my message?\u201d<\/p>\n
I had inquired about the deadline last time, but his silence had been deafening.<\/p>\n
Luis took a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling slowly. \u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Did he?<\/p>\n
I racked my brain, but I couldn\u2019t recall seeing anything from him.<\/p>\n
Then, with an infuriatingly relaxed tone, he added, \u201cI replied with silence.\u201d<\/p>\n
A laugh threatened to escape me, a mix of disbelief and frustration. I replied patiently, \u201cMr. Eaton, are you trying to go back on your word?\u201d<\/p>\n
His broad chest blocked Maggie\u2019s view, and the cedarwood scent enveloped me like a protective cocoon.<\/p>\n
Maggie was human; she couldn\u2019t detect the pheromones that would give me away. I hoped that would be enough to keep me hidden.<\/p>\n
Then, Luis\u2019s low, gravelly voice cut through the air above me. \u201cYou\u2019ve got such a bad temper, yet you\u2019re scared of your employee seeing you like this?\u201d<\/p>\n
I shot him an annoyed glare, frustration bubbling within me.<\/p>\n
If Maggie ever discovered the truth about Luis and me, she would undoubtedly take it upon herself to meddle in ways I couldn\u2019t even begin to imagine.<\/p>\n
But I wasn\u2019t about to explain that to him, so I hastily fabricated an excuse.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re going to break up sooner or later, so there\u2019s no need for anyone to know about us. It\u2019ll just make it look like I\u2019m using your name for favors.\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis\u2019s lips twitched, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. \u201cSo I should thank you for being so considerate of me?\u201d<\/p>\n
After what felt like an eternity, the sound of footsteps finally faded into the distance.<\/p>\n
Just as I began to relax, Luis playfully smacked my backside.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
I glared at him, a mix of indignation and embarrassment flooding my senses, before bolting away in a flurry of panic.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2236","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2236","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=2236"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}