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

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

Chapter 130

Roman’s POV Post

The moment Camila spotted me, surprise flashed across her face.

I was about to greet her when the professor standing beside her followed her gaze. “Miss Hart, do you know him?”

Camila hesitated for barely a second. “He’s my brother.”

I nearly laughed. Her brother? That was rich. I walked closer, keeping my expression perfectly straight. “Babe.”

Her eyes narrowed at me. I could practically hear the warning behind that look. “Brother,” she replied through clenched teeth.

I leaned slightly towards her, lowering my voice just enough for the professor to hear. “Careful, darling. We’re not alone. You can save all that sweet talk for when we’re somewhere private. No need to call me brother with so much affection in public.”

Camila went completely still. I had to fight the urge to laugh. The professor looked between us, then gave an amused chuckle.

“Oh! So you’re her boyfriend?”

Camila immediately opened her mouth. “He’s…”

“I’m glad you approve,” I said, smoothly cutting her off.

The professor laughed again. “Well, I must say, Miss Hart has excellent taste.”

“Professor, that’s not what-”

“Don’t worry,” I interrupted again. “I’ll make sure she gets home safely after we’ve had dinner.”

Camila shot me another murderous look. I was having a wonderful time. The professor turned back to her. “Since you have plans with your boyfriend, I won’t keep you. But remember what I said earlier. My invitation remains open. If you ever decide to join my institute, I would be delighted to have you.”

“Thank you, Professor. If I ever reconsider, you’ll be the first person I contact.”

He gave her an appreciative smile before taking his leave. The moment he was out of earshot, Camila seized my arm. “Come with me.” She practically dragged me away from the hall and into a quieter corridor. Once we were alone, she released me and turned around. “What on earth are you doing here?”

I looked down at the arm she’d just grabbed. “Is that how you treat your brother?”

“Don’t start.”

“I travelled all this way to support you and that’s the welcome I get?”

“Roman!”

I grinned. “There. That’s better. At least you’ve stopped calling me brother.”

She closed her eyes briefly, as if asking heaven for patience.

“Why did you come here? Did you suddenly run out of things to do?”

“I just helped you. You could at least show a little appreciation.”

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She stared at me. “Helped me? What exactly have you helped me with?”

“That foreign professor was getting rather comfortable with you. I thought I’d save you the trouble of explaining that you’re already taken.”

“Taken?” She looked genuinely offended. “By whom?”

I pointed at myself. She let out a disbelieving laugh. “You really need help.”

I studied her expression and couldn’t help liking her the more. A few minutes earlier, she had stood before an audience of accomplished researchers, delivering an impressive presentation without a hint of nervousness. She commanded the room, answered difficult questions and earned their applause. I hadn’t even know she was involved in research of that level. The woman was full of surprises.

I had called her a hidden gem before. Now I was beginning to suspect I hadn’t even scratched the surface.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“Nothing. I’m just wondering how someone who can handle an entire room of brilliant minds can be so clueless about men.”

Her eyes narrowed. “And what exactly am I supposed to know?”

“That men aren’t always as innocent as they pretend to be. Give them a beautiful woman and some of them

will start entertaining ideas they shouldn’t.”

“Are you speaking from experience?”

“Would you prefer I give you examples?”

“Please don’t. I already have enough problems.”

I chuckled. She folded her arms. “So, according to your theory, every man who speaks to me is secretly my

admirer?”

“Not every man. But that professor certainly seemed impressed by more than your slides.”

“Maybe because he actually understood the research. You should try listening to people instead of assuming everyone thinks like you.”

“Are you saying you wouldn’t mind him making a move?”

“Why would I care what he does?”

I tilted my head. “So you are interested?”

“Roman, don’t push your luck.”

I laughed softly. “You know, you’re very defensive for someone who claims not to care.”

She stepped closer, pointing a finger at my chest. “And you seem awfully concerned for someone who claims.

he’s only here for business.”

I caught her finger gently and lowered her hand. “Maybe I just don’t like sharing attention.”

Her eyes met mine. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then she pulled her hand away. “You’re unbelievable.”

“I’ve been told.”

“By women, I suppose?”

“Mostly.”

She scoffed. “So there are plenty of pretty women around you who have caught your attention?”

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I didn’t hesitate., “There’s one.”

Her expression changed slightly. “Oh?”

She stared at me, clearly not expecting that answer. I leaned closer, enjoying the little crease formingy between her brows. “Although, since you’ve decided I’m your brother, perhaps we should be careful Imagine what people would say if they knew how much attention you give me.”

“Who gives you attention?” she snapped. “And stop dragging that ridiculous brother nonsense into everything.”

“Why? You introduced me that way. I was only being a cooperative brother.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“That’s a rather strong reaction.”

“I’m beginning to regret ever meeting you.”

“Yet here you are, holding my arm and dragging me into a private corridor.”

She looked down at my arm as though she had only just remembered what she’d done., Then she stepped back.

I laughed. “Don’t worry, little sister. Your secret is safe with me.”

“I’m going to punch you one day.”

“I look forward to it.”

She turned away with an exasperated sigh. “I don’t have time for this. I need to go to the hospital.”

My smile faded a little. “Your professor?”

“Yes. I haven’t seen her since she was taken there this morning. I don’t know how she’s doing.”

“I’ll come with you.”

She looked over her shoulder. “Why?”

“To check on her.”

“Since when are you interested in visiting people you don’t know?”

“Since they became important to you.”

She gave me a suspicious look but said nothing. I could tell she was still wondering why I had come all the way to Sky City. I decided it was time to give her a proper explanation.

“Our project with Peter fell through,” I said. “We need another promising opportunity, and the TexCore situation has made finding a suitable replacement difficult.”

Her expression became more serious. “I heard about your professor’s research during the presentation. It looks promising. I wanted to find out whether there’s room for collaboration. If we can secure an opportunity to work with the team early, it could be a good move for us.”

I delivered the explanation calmly. It was sensible, and there was enough truth in it to make it believable. Only

I knew whether business was the entire reason I’d come.

Camila studied me for a moment before finally relaxing. “So, you came here to discuss research?”

“That’s what I’ve been saying.”

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She breathed out, almost as though a troubling thought had finally left her mind. “Good. At least that makes

sense.”

raised an eyebrow. “What else did you think?”

“Nothing.”

“Camila.”

“Forget it. Let’s go.”

I watched her walk ahead, smiling to myself. Whatever she had imagined, she clearly wasn’t ready to discuss it. And I wasn’t in a hurry to make things easier for her.

We arrived at the hospital a short while later and went straight to the ward. She seemed to have a direction from a text message.

A tall man was waiting outside the room. The moment he saw Camila approaching, his face brightened. But

then his eyes shifted to me. He paused. I recognised him immediately.

He was the same man from the video Julian had sent me–the one who had been sharing dinner with Camila. His gaze moved from her to me again, and I noticed the brief uncertainty in his expression.