Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 103 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 103

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<You Marked Her. Now You’re Mad I Slept with Your Brother? 

Chapter 103 

Roman’s POV Post 

“You’re ridiculously handsome,” Camila murmured, running her fingers along my jaw. 

I caught her hand gently. “Camila, look at me. Do you actually know who you’re kissing?” 

She blinked, looking confused. “You don’t want me to kiss you?” 

“That’s not what I said.” 

“Fine. No more kisses.” She pulled away so casually that I almost laughed. Seriously? She had kissed he without warning, got me all worked up, and now she was ready to forget the whole thing? I drew her attention, back to me. “Tell me something first. Who am I?” 

She narrowed her eyes, studying my face. “You’re… a big bad wolf.” 

I stared at her. Well, she wasn’t entirely wrong. I was an Alpha, after all. But that wasn’t the answer I wanted. “Very funny. What’s my name?” 

Instead of answering, she yawned. “I’m sleepy.” And just like that, she got up and headed towards her 

bedroom. I watched her stumble across the living room, still wondering how she could kiss me one minute and act as though nothing had happened the next. 

“Camila, watch where you’re going!” 

She was about to walk straight into the sharp corner of a cabinet. 

I reached her just in time, placing my palm over the edge before her forehead struck it. She bumped into my hand instead. “Careful,” I muttered. 

She barely acknowledged me and continued towards her room. 

I waited until she was safely inside before going to the kitchen. 

She would probably wake up with a terrible headache, so I prepared a glass of warm honey water for her. When it was ready, I went to her bedroom and knocked, “Camila?” 

No answer. I knocked again. “I’m coming in.“I opened the door and stopped. Good heavens. Camila was sitting on the edge of her bed, almost completely undressed. Only her underwear remained. 

For a moment, I forgot why I had entered the room. 

Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and the sight of her bare skin brought back memories of the night we’d spent together. I swallowed. 

“Camila! What are you doing?” 

She looked up at me, apparently unbothered. “Getting ready for bed.” 

“I can see that. Could you at least wait until I’m out of the room?” 

She ignored me and reached behind her back, trying to unfasten her bra. “Camila, stop!” I quickly turned my face away. Damn it. She was drunk, and I wasn’t about to take advantage of her condition, no matter how much I wanted her. 

I grabbed a loose shirt lying nearby and placed it over her shoulders. 

“Here. Put this on.” 

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She tried to shrug it off. “It’s hot.” 

“Then blame the weather. Keep the shirt on.” I helped her settle it properly before handing her the glass. “Prink 

It’ll help you feel better in the morning.” 

Thankfully, she took it without arguing. I watched her drink, relieved that she was finally cooperating then she lowered the glass and ran her tongue across her lips, wiping away a little honey water. My eyes followed the movement before I could stop myself. 

Bloody hell. Was this woman determined to test every bit of self–control I had tonight? 

Camila finished the honey water and handed the glass back to me. 

“Here.” 

I took it and placed it on the bedside table. Then I looked at her. 

“After all the trouble I’ve gone through tonight, don’t you think I deserve a little reward?” 

She stared at me, her expression blank, as though she was trying to make sense of my question. I didn’t wait for an answer. Leaning down, I kissed her. 

The moment our lips met, the restraint I’d been fighting all evening began to slip. I pulled her closer, kissing her with all the pent–up desire I’d been struggling to contain. She didn’t resist, but neither did she seem fully aware of what was happening. Her eyes remained half–open, watching me with a dazed expression. That was enough to bring me back to my senses. I broke the kiss and stepped away abruptly. “Damn it!” 

I hurried into the bathroom and gripped the edge of the sink, trying to steady my breathing. What the hell was I thinking? Camila was drunk. She wasn’t in the right state to make decisions about anything between us. I couldn’t let my desire get the better of me. 

By the time I returned to the bedroom, she was already asleep. 

She had somehow ended up sprawled across the bed, the shirt still covering her, completely unaware of the world around her. 

I let out a quiet breath, pulled the blanket over her and adjusted it around her shoulders. After dimming the lights, I settled into the chair beside her bed. I had come here intending to deliver a contract and steal a little time with her. Instead, I was spending the night watching her sleep, wondering how one woman could leave me so thoroughly unsettled. 

The next morning, I was still asleep when a sudden scream jolted me awake. “AHH!” 

Before I could figure out what was happening, a powerful kick sent me tumbling off the edge of the bed. I landed hard on the floor. 

“What the hell, Camila?!” I pushed myself up, glaring at the woman who had just kicked me out of her bed. Seriously? After spending the entire night looking after her, this was how she repaid me? I’d never been kicked out of a bed in my life. And certainly not in such a humiliating fashion. 

Camila sat upright, blinking at me in alarm. Her gaze wandered around the room before recognition finally settled in. Then she looked down at herself. She was wearing nothing but her bra. With a sharp gasp, she snatched the blanket and pulled it up to her chest. 

“Why are you here?!” 

I got to my feet, brushing off my clothes. “What? Were you expecting someone else?” 

Her eyes widened, but I wasn’t done. I fixed my gaze on her, my irritation growing. “Don’t tell me you deliberately got yourself drunk last night just so you could bring some random man home?” 

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