The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 236. THE LORD'S TROUBLES VICTORIA But the best reaction came from that harpy... no, wait, scratch that-Draco's face was the best. Those beast-like pupils scanned me from head to toe, lingering right on my deep neckline. The curves of my pale breasts stood out against the red and black of my dress. I could've sworn I heard him gulp as he strode firmly toward me. Exactly how I wanted him-tongue out, fly tight. And I'd make sure to unzip him myself later.noveldrama

That's what the erotic lingerie was for, courtesy of Celia, who looked like she'd just eaten sh*t. She was muttering heatedly with her mother-I'd bet anything it was about the dress. "I had someone bring you something more to wear..." Draco stopped in front of me, so close he practically caged me with his body. "More?" I raised an eyebrow, and he went speechless, eyes ---- glued to my boobs "F*ck, you can't go in there dressed like that.

Too many males around," he finally met my gaze, jaw clenched, pulling off his cloak. I noticed he hadn't even changed much-still dressed almost like he'd come from battle. "This is the dress I got-from your lovely Celia and her dear mother." I took a step back. "And since I live off the charity of others, because I didn't get boxes and boxes of clothes... I wear whatever's handed to me." "Victoria... she went shopping beforehand. I didn't know you'd be coming with me.

I told you tomorrow..." "Tomorrow is tomorrow, and today is today. Or did you expect me to show up naked?" I snapped, putting him in a bind. His fists clenched his cloak so tightly I thought he'd tear through it with his claws. "Or... are you embarrassed? Did you hope I wouldn't come?" "Of course not. I was coming to find you. Baby, don't make a scene." He stepped closer, trying to quietly drape the cloak over me. ---- "Sweetheart, I came ready to behave...

as long as no one provokes me." Before he could react, I brushed off his cloak and moved around him. Walked proudly toward the entrance, where a good number of curious onlookers had already gathered. I felt my upright breasts bouncing against the neckline, and my hair swaying sensually. I know I'm sexy and attention-grabbing, so why pretend to be modest? Vampires have that charm that draws in men-no matter the species.

I saw the greed in those noblemen's eyes, and a warning growl echoed behind me. "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Fenir. My Lord has spoken a lot about you-it's a pleasure to meet you." I nodded with minimal reverence to those cunning elders. I looked them straight in the eye and saw it-rage, buried deep inside their souls.