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

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Chapter 104

Camila’s POV Post

“What random man are you talking about?” I stared at Roman, trying to understand where that accusation had come from.

I remembered dinner with Professor Tessa and her son the previous evening. We’d had a lovely time, an probably enjoyed a few too many drinks. But a random man? That made no sense.

“The man who brought you home last night,” Roman replied. “Your blind date, perhaps?”

My brows drew together. My senior, Adrian? He was the one who had brought me home. I looked at Roman again, not bothering to clarify his insinuation. “Then what are you doing here?”

“Couldn’t leave you at the mercy of some stranger, could I?” He shrugged, looking far too pleased with himself. “I came to rescue you.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course. Roman and his ridiculous explanations.

I rubbed my temples as the pounding in my head grew worse. Then another thought struck me. “What exactly did you do to me last night?” I narrowed my eyes, studying his face.

His lips curved into a smug smile. “What do you think I did?”

“Roman!”

“What?” He raised his hands innocently. “Use your imagination.”

I glared at him. “You took advantage of me!”

“Seriously?” He looked almost offended. “Do you honestly think I’m that kind of man? Besides, you’d know if anything had happened.”

I fell silent. Thinking back, I didn’t feel any discomfort or anything unusual. My body felt perfectly normal, apart from the terrible headache. There were no sex marks on my body. Maybe he was telling the truth.

I glanced at him again, still suspicious, but no longer quite as certain of my accusation. “Maybe nothing happened,” I muttered, then shot him a suspicious look. “But sleeping in my bed still makes you look guilty.” A faint blush crept up my neck.

Roman chuckled. “If I had any bad intentions, sweetheart, you wouldn’t be sitting there arguing with me. I spent the entire night looking after you. The least you could do is thank me.”

Thank him? I would rather slap that smug smile off his face. “I never asked you to look after me! I could have slept perfectly well on my own.”

“Really?” His eyebrows lifted. “Because you had your arms wrapped around my waist and kept begging me not to leave. And then you kissed me.” He even had the audacity to wink.

My mouth fell open. “I did what?”

“Kissed me. Should I repeat it?”

“No! That’s impossible. I would never…” My voice trailed off as the possibility sank in. “I kissed you?”

Roman gave a mocking laugh. “You should be grateful we’re not living in the fifties. Your behaviour would have caused quite a scandal.”

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I frowned, desperately searching my hazy memory. A fleeting image surfaced. His face. His lips against mine. But who had initiated the kiss? I couldn’t remember. And the part about hugging him all night sounded equally unbelievable. Still, I didn’t wake up wrapped in his arms. Oh, goodness. What had I done?

“That’s nonsense!” I protested. “Just because I was drunk doesn’t give you the right to make up stories. You broke into my apartment! In another era, you’d have been executed for that!”

Roman burst out laughing. I glared at him. What was so funny?

“And stop laughing! I’m not joking. What about my clothes? You undressed me! I remember trying to fight you off!”

“Fight me?” He looked thoroughly amused. “Camila, you took your clothes off yourself. You kept complaining about being hot. I was the one trying to keep my hands to myself.”

His expression changed briefly, as though recalling something.

I had no idea how much restraint it had taken him to behave himself last night. He’d spent half the night reminding himself that I was drunk and that he couldn’t take advantage of me. But I wasn’t about to believe a word he said.

“Well, I don’t remember any of that,” I snapped. “For all I know, you’re inventing the whole story. I’m not wasting

my morning arguing with you. Now, could you please leave?”

“Fine, I’m going.” Roman moved towards the door, then glanced back at me with that irritating smile. “But don’t forget you owe me. That kiss last night wasn’t free. I’ll be expecting my compensation.”

“Just get out!”

He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. “And one more thing. Stay away from that man who brought you home. I

don’t trust him. If marriage is what you’re after, you can always consider me. No need to entertain

questionable men.”

I stared at him in disbelief. “Marriage? Are you serious? If I wanted a husband, I’d have men queuing up for me from every corner of the world. Don’t flatter yourself.”

He laughed again. “Just be careful around him. And watch how much you drink when you’re out. You can’t afford to be careless with your safety.”

He sounded more like a concerned father than a man who had spent the night watching me while I slept. I’d had enough. I grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. “Out! Now!”

Roman dodged it effortlessly and walked out, looking entirely entertained. I remained on the bed, glaring at the closed door. If looks could kill, he’d have dropped dead before reaching the elevator. I could already imagine grabbing him by the neck and using his head as a football. What an unbearable man!

After fuming for a while, I finally reached for my phone. The screen was filled with missed calls and messages from Dr. Adrian.

My stomach tightened as I opened the conversation. ‘Camila, I hope that man didn’t hurt you. He claimed to be your boyfriend, so I allowed him to take you inside. But if he forced you into anything, please tell me. I’ll help you.’

Another message followed. ‘Let me know when you’re awake. I’m leaving for now.‘

I nearly dropped my phone. Boyfriend? Roman had actually introduced himself as my boyfriend? What on earth was wrong with him?

I quickly typed a reply. ‘Sorry, Adrian. I only just woke up. I must have been more exhausted than I realised. I’m

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fine, and he didn’t hurt me. Thank you for making sure I got home safely.‘

His response came almost immediately. ‘I’m relieved to hear that.‘

I hesitated before typing another message. ‘Did he really tell you he was my boyfriend?‘

‘Yes. Those were his exact words.‘

I stared at the screen. That shameless man! He’d simply made up a relationship between us. Before fould respond, another message appeared.

‘Camila, did you really give up so much because of him? I know he’s an attractive man, but if he’s the reason you walked away from everything, I don’t think he’s worth it. Someone who genuinely cares about you should respect your decisions, not make you sacrifice everything for him.‘

I frowned. Adrian had clearly misunderstood the situation. I needed to correct that impression before it went any further. ‘He’s not my boyfriend, Adrian. He’s just someone who lives upstairs. I think he only said that to reassure you that I was safe. Please don’t get the wrong idea.‘

There was a brief pause before his reply came. ‘I understand. So, are you seeing anyone at the moment?‘

I read the question twice. Was he simply making conversation, or was there something else behind it? I

decided not to overthink it.

‘No. My last relationship ended a long time ago. I’m enjoying being single now. My heart is under lock and key, and I’ve thrown away the key.‘

Men were fine for a little fun, perhaps, but getting emotionally involved? Absolutely not. I’d had enough trouble with relationships to last me a lifetime.