Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 102 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 102

Chapter 102 

Roman’s POV Post 

I checked my phone. I’d been standing before Camila’s door since eleven pm, and she still hadn’t returned. 

Earlier that day, I had signed the contract and given it to Ells Kain to deliver to her. But when he got th Whitmore Group, he was told she had left the office early. I decided to hand it to her myself, and more importantly, I wanted an excuse to see her. After barely catching a glimpse of her over the past few days, I wasn’t ready to let another opportunity pass. So I went to her apartment, only to find her out. 

Rather than leave, I decided to wait. It was now past midnight. I was beginning to wonder if she would ever return tonight when the elevator finally came to a stop. I immediately turned towards the doors. 

The elevator doors opened, and Camila stepped out with a man holding her around the waist. My eyes 

narrowed. 

I recognised him. He was the same man Susan had once shown me in a photograph, having dinner with Camila. One of those wolves she’d been hanging around with, if I remembered correctly. What was he doing bringing her home at this hour, with his hands all over her? 

Camila looked rather unsteady. She seemed tipsy, and it took her a few seconds to notice me. When she finally did, she blinked repeatedly, as though trying to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. 

My expression darkened. “Camila. Come here.” 

She didn’t move. Instead, she edged closer to the man beside her. 

“Why should I? I’m not going.” 

Was she seriously doing this right now? Then she leaned towards him and said, loud enough for me to hear, “This wolf looks dangerous!” 

The man looked at me suspiciously. “Who are you? What are you doing outside Evelyn’s apartment?” 

“Evelyn?” I repeated inwardly. That was intimate. Why was he calling her that? 

“I’m asking you a question,” he said. 

“I could ask you the same thing. What’s your relationship with her?” 

“That’s none of your business. It’s past midnight. Whatever you want from her can wait until morning.” 

I scoffed. “So it’s inappropriate for me to be here, but perfectly fine for you?” 

“I’m here because I care about her safety. Now, step aside.” 

I ignored him and held out my hand to Camila. 

“Come with me.” She shook her head and held on to the man. 

“Can’t you see she doesn’t want to go with you?” He said. “She’s exhausted. I need to make sure she gets inside safely.” 

“There’s no need. We’re close. I’ll take care of her.” I stepped forward, but he blocked me. 

“Close? Are you her boyfriend?” 

I hesitated. What exactly was I supposed to tell him? Camila and I weren’t a couple. I couldn’t exactly explain that she had once been involved with my younger brother either. “I’m her boyfriend. Now, can you let her go?” 

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He gave me a doubtful look. “That’s convenient. She’s never mentioned you. Do you have a picture together/or something?” 

almost laughed. Camila and I didn’t have a single photograph together. Then I remembered something. know her apartment code. That should be enough proof to you.” 

He looked confused. Without waiting for his response, I walked to the keypad and entered the numbers. The lock clicked open. 

He stared at the door in disbelief. “You can’t…” 

While the man was still trying to make sense of what had happened, I pulled Camila away from him andinto my arms. “Let’s go inside.” 

I carried her through the doorway and shut the door behind us, ignoring the man’s protests outside 

“Hey! Open this door!” 

He knocked once then twice but I paid no attention. I took Camila to the sofa and lowered her onto it. 

She immediately tried to sit up. “Roman! What are you doing here?” 

“Stay there.” 

She looked at me, confused. “What are you doing in my apartment? How did you even get inside?” She stopped mid–sentence, pressing a hand against her forehead. A moment later, she sank back into the sofa with a groan. 

I sat beside her and gently rubbed her temples. “Does your head hurt?” She nodded. “Then why did you drink so much?” I wasn’t pleased with the state she was in, especially after seeing another man’s arm around her. 

“How well do you even know that man? You were practically falling over, Camila. What if he’d had other intentions? Have you ever thought about that?” She kept her eyes closed. 

“You’re always suspicious of me, yet you seem perfectly comfortable with him.” I shook my head. “And honestly, what do you see in him? Is he really that impressive? I certainly don’t think he’s better–looking than I 

am.” 

I glanced at her, expecting some sort of response, but she seemed completely lost in her own world. “Camila, are you listening to me? One more thing, Camila. Don’t make a habit of getting drunk around men you barely know. If this happens again, I might as well forget the partnership. NEXZONE won’t be doing business with Whitmore Group.” 

That finally got her attention. “Partnership?” She began searching around for her handbag, then rummaged through it as if looking for something. 

“Where’s that contract?” she muttered. “Roman Blackwell is such a pain. Always talking about signing, but he never gets around to it. Just keeps making promises.” 

I stared at her. “Who are you calling a pain? And who said I haven’t signed anything?” I caught her wrist and drew her back towards me. 

She looked up, and for a moment, her eyes lingered on my face. Her expression changed slightly, as though she had just noticed how close we were. 

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?” I demanded. “I came all the way here to see you, and you spent the evening drinking with another man.” 

She wasn’t paying attention anymore. Her gaze had settled on my mouth. I continued speaking, but she seemed completely distracted, watching my lips as they moved. Before I could say another word, she rose 

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onto her knees and kissed me. 

For a moment, I couldn’t quite process what was happening. Camila had just kissed me, and I hadn’t seen it coming. My kisses with her had always been different. I was usually the one taking the lead, pushing her buttons and testing how far she’d let me go. But this time, she surprised me. 

Her lips rested softly against mine. Then she tentatively brushed her tongue against my lower lip, as though she were discovering something new.,My breathing faltered. A rush of heat spread through me, and my hand instinctively settled against her waist. 

When I looked at her, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were still clouded with alcohol. Her fashes fluttered as she gazed at me. 

I found myself wondering if she actually knew who she was kissing. 

Had she recognised me, or was she imagining someone else? 

The thought immediately put me in a bad mood. 

I wasn’t about to be mistaken for another man, not even by a tipsy Camila. If she wanted to kiss someone, she had better know exactly who was standing in front of her. I was Roman Blackwell. I wasn’t anybody’s 

substitute. 

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