Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 34 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 34

Chapter 34 

Roman’s POV Post 

Elliott left the office, and the door closed behind him. I returned my attention to the city, but my thoughts had moved elsewhere. To Evelyn Whitmore. 

I wondered what sort of woman had stayed out of sight for so long, only to step forward now and take charge of her family’s empire. Was she cautious? Ambitious? Or did she possess the kind of confidence that came from knowing exactly what she wanted? What would a marriage contract with her look like? 

I had no intention of making assumptions before meeting her. 

But I was curious. And when something caught my interest, I preferred to examine it for myself. A slow smile crossed my face. 

Let us see what the Whitmore heiress brings to the table. 

Whitmore Group and NEXZONE Group operated in similar markets, yet the two corporations had rarely worked together. For the Whitmore heiress to initiate contact, she must have either been bold or had a compelling reason to seek an alliance with me. Perhaps both. 

To the business world, I was Westers, the mysterious CEO who had built NEXZONE into an 

international empire in just ten years. Few knew my true identity, and fewer still knew the story behind my real story with the Blackwell pack. 

After my mother’s death, my father, the former Alpha and patrilineal of Blackwell Pack, took another mate. When she suffered a miscarriage, she accused me of causing it. He believed her and struck me so viciously that my hearing was damaged. 

Out of bitterness, I left the pack and went overseas, determined never to depend on him again. While my father favoured Julian, his illegitimate son, I built my business from the ground up. Julian had everything my father could give him, yet he still wanted what was rightfully mine-the Alpha seat. 

For years, I stayed away, allowing Julian to believe that my absence meant surrender. But when my father’s health began to decline and the succession dispute threatened to divide the pack, I returned, 

Julian challenged my claim, convinced that my long absence had weakened my standing. He had underestimated one thing: I was my father’s legitimate heir, born to the Alpha bloodline, and I had never relinquished my birthright. 

I defeated him in the contest for leadership and reclaimed my position as Alpha. Julian was forced to accept that no amount of my father’s favour could make him my equal. 

I kept control of the pack while continuing to expand my business interests. I had no need 

to prove myself to the family that once doubted me. My success had already done that. 

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Now, the Whitmore heiress wanted to meet. 

Camila’s POV 

The meeting with NEXZONE Group was confirmed for the following evening. I had spent most of the previous hight reviewing the company’s operations, investment patterns, past partnerships, and financial reports. 

NEXZONE was no ordinary business partner, and its CEO, Westers, was known for keeping his distance from the public. I knew little about the man beyond his reputation, and I had ho intention of walking into my first major negotiation unprepared. 

Still, preparation couldn’t eliminate every uncertainty. This would be my first serious attempt to secure a partnership of this scale on behalf of Whitmore Group. I wanted to make a strong impression, and I knew I would have to prove that I deserved a seat at the table. 

By the time evening came, I had refined my proposal until I was satisfied with every detail. 

Since my company had requested the meeting, I made sure to arrive early. The hotel was elegant, discreet, and clearly accustomed to hosting powerful businesspeople. I checked the private dining room that had been reserved for us, confirmed that the documents were in 

order, and reviewed the key points one last time. Everything was ready. 

I stepped out into the restaurant to stretch my legs and take in the surroundings. Several foreign guests occupied the tables, speaking quietly over their meals. I studied them briefly, wondering whether Westers might be among them, but there was no way to tell. 

Then a familiar voice sounded behind me. “Well, well. Look who it is. My dear sister-in-law.” 

My shoulders stiffened. I knew that voice all too well. 

Turning around, I found Roman Blackwell approaching me in a perfectly tailored suit, looking 

as composed and self-assured as ever. There was a familiar glint of amusement in his eyes, the kind that always made me suspect he was about to say something irritating. 

He stopped beside me, his gaze travelling briefly over my evening attire before returning to my face. “You vanished rather quickly the last time we met,” he remarked. “So, tell me, Camila. What brings you to a place like this tonight?” 

“Whatever business I have here is none of your concern, Mr. Blackwell.” 

Roman’s lips curved into a lazy smile. “Really? Then what exactly am I entitled to be concerned about, Camila?” Before I could answer, he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur beside my ear. 

“Or is it only what happens between us in bed?” 

Heat rushed to my face. Unbelievable. Did this man have no shame whatsoever? Every encounter with a Blackwell seemed to leave me exhausted. Julian had already cost me enough peace of mind, and now Roman was determined to ruin what little composure I had 

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left. 

refused to let him distract me. Tonight’s meeting was too important. 

“I paid you for our last encounter,” I reminded him coolly. “And stop calling me your sister-in- law. Julian and I are finished. Whatever happened between us is over, so you and I are just strangers.” 

Roman’s smile faded slightly, though the amusement in his eyes remained. “Strangers” he echoed. “That’s an interesting way to describe us.” 

I looked away, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing my embarrassment. He wasn’t finished. “Tell me, Camila, do you usually pay every man you sleep with? Or was I fortunate enough to receive special treatment?” 

My fingers curled at my sides. The sheer audacity of him! 

“I have more important things to do than entertain your nonsense, Alpha Blackwell.” 

I turned and headed for the private dining room before he could provoke another response from me. I had a proposal to present, a company to represent, and a reputation to build. I wasn’t going to let Roman Blackwell turn my evening into another battle of sharp tongues and embarrassing reminders. 

Just before I stepped into the conference room, I caught him staring at me, frozen in place. What was that about? Had I said something to offend him, or was he simply still shocked to 

see me there? 

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