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

Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 133 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 133

Chapter 133

Camila’s POV Post

Julian had finally run into me again. Apparently, he wasn’t prepared to let the opportunity pass, even if made it clear I wanted nothing to do with him. I had no intention of entertaining Julian. The moment he called my name, I turned away and started towards the restaurant entrance. I had no desire to reopen a chapter of my life I had worked so hard to close.

“Camila, wait!”

He hurried after me and stepped directly into my path. “Please. Can we talk? There’s something I need to tell you.”

I finally looked at him. There was an unusual expression in his eyes, a mixture of longing and uncertainty, He seemed to be searching my face for something, perhaps hoping to find the woman who had once loved him. But that woman was gone.

I knew he had heard about the research summit. News of my presentation had attracted considerable attention, and perhaps he had only just discovered that I wasn’t the helpless woman he had always imagined.

For a long time, Julian had underestimated me. He had assumed I was a woman without ambition, someone whose greatest aspiration was to marry into a wealthy family. While he pursued his own interests, he barely bothered to ask what I did with my days. In his mind, I was simply waiting for him to regain his position and financial standing so I could enjoy the benefits. He never bothered to find out what I was capable of.

I remembered the day I had encountered him at a restaurant. A waiter had accidentally spilled food on my clothes, and since I had no spare outfit, the staff offered me a clean uniform to wear temporarily. I accepted without thinking much of it. Unfortunately, Julian happened to walk in while I was wearing it. I had called his name when i saw him, but he pretended not to hear me. One of the people with him asked if he knew me, and he denied it outright.

At the time, I had assumed he was distracted by his business meeting. I hadn’t realised he was ashamed to acknowledge me because he thought I was a waiter at that restaurant.

There was also the incident at the factory. I had gone there on behalf of my grandma to inspect some machinery belonging to Whitmore Group. I wore the protective clothing required for the inspection, only to run into Julian during his own site visit. He assumed I was an ordinary factory worker. The disgust on his face had

been impossible to miss. We argued about it much later and he eventually apologised, claiming he hadn’t meant to offend me. I accepted his explanation then, but looking back, I wondered why I had been so willing to excuse his behaviour.

Now, standing before him, I felt nothing but disappointment.

“I don’t think there’s anything for us to discuss,” I said coldly.

I didn’t wait for his response. Turning towards Roman, I said, “Let’s go.”

But Julian wasn’t ready to let me walk away., He reached for my arm.

Before his fingers could touch me, Roman moved. His hand clamped around Julian’s wrist, and with one swift movement, he twisted the arm behind his back.

“Ah! Let go!” Julian cried out, his face contorting in pain.

Roman’s expression remained calm, but his voice carried a dangerous edge. “Didn’t you hear her? She doesn’t

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want to speak to you. Is that difficult to understand?”

“Roman Blackwell!” Julian struggled against his grip, his face reddening. “You don’t own her! She’s not yours alone!” Roman didn’t release him. “Didn’t you see the pictures I sent you? She’s been spending time with other mex too! She’s been getting close to them, so why can’t I have a chance? Camila..” he turned to me, “even if there’s other men in your life, does that mean I can’t still be part of it?”

I stared at Julian, wondering whether he had lost his mind.

Seriously? What century did this man think we were living in?

And what exactly was he talking about with those pictures? What pictures? My eyes shifted briefly to Roman His expression had darkened, but he said nothing. Julian, however, seemed too consumed by his own desperation to notice. And when had I ever been involved with another man in the way he was suggesting? And why would he send anything to Roman?

I was completely baffled. Listening to Julian, anyone would think I was some shameless woman who went around playing men against one another. The audacity of him to stand there and accuse me of such things! Was he speaking from his own experience? Was he simply projecting his rotten behaviour onto me?

I had heard enough. My hand shot up before I could reconsider.

Smack! The slap landed squarely across his cheek. The sharp sound echoed through the entrance, and a sting

spread across my palm.

“Watch your mouth!” I snapped. “Your own character may be rotten, but don’t assume everyone else is as filthy as you.” Julian stared at me, stunned. “Didn’t I make myself clear the last time we spoke? Whatever we had is over. I don’t want you, Julian. I wouldn’t take you back if you were the last man alive.”

I stepped closer, my anger refusing to settle. “So do yourself a favour and stay away from me. As far as I’m concerned, you’re beneath a dog. I’d rather spend my life with a rogue wolf than ever give you another chance.” Beside him, Roman raised an eyebrow. I caught the slight movement from the corner of my eye, but I was too

angry to care.

Then another thought occurred to me. “Besides, even if I decided to date a hundred men, how exactly would that concern you? If I enjoy someone’s company, that’s my business. Who gave you the right to question me?”

Several people had witnessed the confrontation, including the business associates Julian had come to meet. They stood nearby, exchanging uncomfortable glances. Clearly, none of them had expected their meeting to end with such a spectacle.

“Lord Blackwell, should we…?” one of them asked hesitantly.

Julian barely looked at him. “You can go ahead. I’ll catch up with you later.”

The men exchanged another glance before deciding not to ask questions. They said their goodbyes and left us alone.

He stepped towards me. “Camila, please listen. There’s nothing between Vivienne and me. I saw your presentation in Sky City today. You were incredible. I’ve loved you since the day we met, and that hasn’t changed. I…”

“Enough.”

I cut him off before he could finish. “Listening to you is making me sick.” I had heard enough of his excuses and declarations to last a lifetime. I wasn’t interested in any of them.

I slipped my hand around Roman’s arm and moved closer to him.

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“Didn’t I tell you the last time we met that you should greet me as your sister–in–law from now on?”

I deliberately made sure Julian heard every word. I had no intention of giving him another chance to mistake

silence for an invitation.

Then I leaned towards Roman and lowered my voice. “Babe, let’s go somewhere else. That man is giving me such a terrible feeling. I’ve lost my appetite.”

The moment I called him babe, I felt Roman’s arm shift beneath my hand. I couldn’t see his expression clearly, but I suspected he was enjoying himself. And he certainly didn’t seem bothered by my using him as an excuse to get rid of Julian.