Chapter 203
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 203<\/p>\n
**TITLE: The Heart I Buried for You by Serene Lockwood**
\n**Chapter 203 Burning Desire**<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
In the end, the delicate nightgown I had planned to wear remained untouched, a dream lost in the haze of passion. Luis had pinned me down once more, and we surrendered to the heat of the moment for an exhilarating two hours.<\/p>\n
As sleep began to pull me under, I felt his warm breath against my ear, his voice a soft whisper that sent shivers down my spine. \u201cI behaved in Euron.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you feel it?\u201d he continued, his words wrapping around me like a cocoon. \u201cI gave you everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
With my eyelids fluttering, caught between consciousness and slumber, I made a silent vow. I would cease my unfounded accusations against him. After the marathon of intimacy we had shared for five hours, it was clear he had not strayed; he had poured all his energy into me, leaving no room for anyone else.<\/p>\n
When dawn broke, I awoke to a body that felt as if it had been dismantled and reassembled, every muscle protesting against the movement.<\/p>\n
I shot Luis a glare, the architect of my current state.<\/p>\n
He stood before the full-length mirror, adjusting his tie with a casual grace that made my frustration boil. His expression was one of calm, but those mischievous eyes sparkled with amusement, as if he were in on a joke I was not privy to.<\/p>\n
Ugh! How could he still appear so fresh and composed after everything we had shared the previous night?<\/p>\n
Turning away from his infuriatingly charming smirk, I dragged my weary body into the bathroom to prepare for the day ahead.<\/p>\n
After a refreshing wash, I found myself standing in front of my closet, contemplating my outfit for what felt like an eternity. Finally, I settled on a white lace turtleneck paired with a snug pair of jeans. The delicate fabric and frilly collar did a commendable job of concealing the marks left on my neck and collarbone, remnants of our wild night.<\/p>\n
Once I had dressed, I couldn\u2019t resist sneaking a glance at Luis.<\/p>\n
He chuckled softly, the sound warm and teasing. \u201cDeanna, you really should control that burning desire in your eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Burning desire? I was not staring at him like that!<\/p>\n
He looked dapper in a gray dress shirt, a perfectly tied tie, and tailored slacks that accentuated his long legs.<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t help but notice the red bite mark on his neck, a bold statement of our connection.<\/p>\n
I hesitated, contemplating my next words. \u201cYou\u2019ve got a mark on your neck. Want me to cover it with a Band-Aid?\u201d<\/p>\n
Luis raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. \u201cI don\u2019t mind. An Alpha with his mate\u2019s mark is something to show off.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhatever you say,\u201d I muttered, rolling my eyes.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t as if I would be the one facing ridicule.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd why didn\u2019t you mention it last night?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t ask,\u201d I shot back, my voice flat, the weight of unspoken words hanging between us.<\/p>\n
Not to mention, he hadn\u2019t really given me a chance to speak.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, so it\u2019s my fault,\u201d he remarked quietly, his tone unreadable, leaving me to wonder what he truly felt.<\/p>\n
He drove the Ferrari with a smooth confidence, stopping in front of the Mistbane Group building just a few minutes later.<\/p>\n
Curious glances from pedestrians on the sidewalk turned toward us as I opened the car door, ready to hop out. But just as I was about to leave, he called out, \u201cDeanna.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned back, curiosity piqued. \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
His expression shifted to one of seriousness. \u201cCome home early tonight. We need to talk about everything that happened while I was gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
My gaze fell, and my fingers curled unconsciously, anxiety creeping in.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m heading to Mistbane Pack tonight to visit my mom,\u201d I replied softly, my heart heavy. \u201cSo I probably won\u2019t be back. Let\u2019s talk another day.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2286","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2286","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=2286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}