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

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Chapter 86

Roman’s POV Post

Camila’s expression shifted when I questioned why she’d rushed over to treat my injury. For a moment thought she might actually tell me the truth. Instead, she straightened her shoulders and gave me a perfectly professional look.

“I’m here because you’re involved in our project. You’re technically our client, and it’s my responsibility make sure everything is alright.”

I couldn’t help laughing. “Isn’t that your boss’s job? You’re only a secretary, yet you seem far more concerned about this partnership than she is.”

Her lips tightened. She was determined to maintain her little act, and I was beginning to enjoy watching her struggle. A secretary living in a luxury residential complex like this? Interesting. Unless she had a fortune of her own, her salary certainly wouldn’t explain it. But I decided not to press her. If she wanted to keep her secrets, I could play along.

“Well, the contract is important to me,” she replied quickly. “If we close the deal, I’ll receive a substantial

bonus.”

I leaned back, studying her face. “How substantial? Perhaps I should help you get the contract signed, and you

can give me half your bonus as a reward.”

Her eyes widened, and then her entire face brightened. “Really? That’s a deal! I have the documents downstairs. I can bring them right now, and we can finish everything tonight.”

She looked so eager that I almost laughed again. A moment ago, she’d been pretending to be a concerned business associate. Now, she was ready to drag out the paperwork before I could change my mind.

I could already imagine what would happen after I signed. Camila would probably disappear from my life as quickly as she’d entered it, perhaps even moving out of the apartment downstairs. I wasn’t ready to let that happen just yet.

“It’s late,” I told her. “I don’t conduct business after working hours.”

Her bright expression collapsed. “Roman, come on! I just treated your wound without asking for anything. The least you could do is sign a few documents in return.

“No.”

She stared at me as if I’d personally offended her. “Fine!” She snatched up the first aid kit. “Next time someone

trashes your apartment, don’t expect me to come running. You’re clearly well enough to look after yourself. Good night, Alpha Roman.”

She rose from the sofa. I acted before I could reconsider. My hand closed around her wrist, and I pulled her back toward me. She landed beside me with a startled gasp. Before she could demand an explanation, I drew her into my arms.

Camila went completely still. I held her close, my arms wrapped around her as I lowered my head onto her shoulder. Her warmth surrounded me, and the faint scent of her fragrance filled my senses.

For once, I didn’t want to argue with anyone. I didn’t want to think about Gregory, Julian, or the mess my family

had made of my life.

I just wanted a moment of quiet.

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Camila shifted uncertainly in my embrace. “R–Roman?”

I could hear the confusion in her voice. She probably had a dozen questions racing through her mind, but wasn’t ready to answer any of them. I tightened my arms around her just enough to keep her there, then whispered against her ear, my voice rougher than I intended. “Please, Camila. Just let me hold you for a little while.”

Camila’s POV

For several seconds, I remained motionless in Roman’s arms, unsure what to do. His wolfberry scent and something uniquely his, surrounded me. My wolf stirred faintly at the unfamiliar intensity of my reaction while warmth crept up my neck to my ears. What was wrong with me? It was just a hug!

“Roman,” I began, trying to sound composed. “This kind of service comes at an extra cost, you know. you sign the contract, I’ll even throw in unlimited hugs.” Anything for that signature. I was beginning to think I deserved a commission just for putting up with him.

A low chuckle brushed my ear. “Secretary Hart, I had no idea your hugs were such a luxury. Should I be grateful for this special offer?”

“Then stop hugging me and let go!”

Instead, his arms tightened around me. “What’s the matter? Don’t want me touching you?” he murmured. “Or would you rather have someone else do it? That little Alpha you were with earlier, perhaps?”

It took me a moment to realise he meant Mateo Delgado.

“There’s nothing going on between Mateo and me,” I said firmly. “We’re just acquaintances.”

“Really? How innocent.”

I pulled back as much as his hold allowed. “You’re the one with the filthy imagination, Roman. You could turn a perfectly innocent conversation into something indecent.”

He laughed softly. “You seem to know an awful lot about my imagination. Care to explain what exactly you’re imagining right now?”

I went silent. That smug wolf! “Think whatever you want. Just release me, Mr. Blackwell.” I kept my voice steady, hoping he couldn’t hear how wildly my heart was beating. I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much his closeness affected me.

After another moment, Roman finally loosened his arms. I sprang to my feet, straightened my clothes, and grabbed my first aid kite.

“Well, it’s getting late. I should go.” I practically fled his apartment.

Only when I reached my own door did I stop. Leaning against it, I pressed a hand to my chest and tried to calm my racing heart.

Good grief! The first time we’d been sober and alone, he’d kissed me unexpectedly. Now he’d pulled me into a hug that had left me completely disoriented. But perhaps there was more to it than his usual teasing.

I’d heard the commotion. I’d seen the fury on Gregory’s face as he left. Roman had just endured a terrible confrontation with his father, and perhaps, for once, he simply needed someone to hold him.

Thinking about it made my heart soften.

He’d lost his mother young, and Gregory had married the woman he’d betrayed her with. That woman had suffered several miscarriages, while Gregory continued to suspect Roman of causing them. Add the father’s complicated affairs, mistresses, and illegitimate children, and it was hardly surprising that Roman had such a

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strained relationship with his father.

Growing up surrounded by that much bitterness must have been exhausting. I understood what it meant to grow up without one’s parents. But my grandmother had given me more than enough love to make up for their absence. Roman might have had a powerful family, yet I wondered how much affection he’d actually received.

Had anyone even checked whether he’d eaten today?

After a confrontation like that, he probably hadn’t thought about food at all. My stomach growled, interrupting my thoughts. Well, I needed dinner too.

I headed into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I had fresh vegetables and some pork I’d bought earlier, but work had kept me too busy to cook properly. Perfect. I’d make pork noodles and use up some of the ingredients.

I sliced the meat, added my seasonings, and left it to marinate while I prepared the vegetables. Soon, the park was sizzling in the pan, filling the kitchen with a delicious aroma. Once the water boiled, I added the noodles and let everything cook. As I stirred the meat, my thoughts drifted to Julian.

That man had wasted enough of my time and affection. Remembering him still irritated me, and for a ridiculous moment, every chop of my knife felt like a small release of frustration.