Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 3
Chapter 587 – He Came With My Bully (Beatrice)
“Wow!” Ronnie exclaimed, his brows furrowing, his m*outh widening into a larger O with each step I took closer to him. He looked incredibly handsome in a gray suit. His gaze lingered on me for a moment before I noticed his smile starting to fade.
“Let’s go,” I said, looping my arm through his as we began to cross the road, but his silence began to unsettle me. Outside the mansion, there were plenty of cars, and wealthy guests were already streaming in for the party.
“Is everything okay?” I grew curious as we slowed down at the entrance and asked Ronnie.
“No, everything’s fine,” he replied with a forced smile, then turned his attention to the host. Akin stood at the entrance in a black suit, which seemed a bit out of place, but in that moment, all I wanted to do was compliment him. He looked absolutely dashing, his black hair shining, each strand meticulously styled. His gray eyes sparkled even more, and his naturally red l*ips caught my attention.
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“Welcome,” Akin said as he stepped forward to hug Ronnie, sparing me a deep glance as he did so.
“Dad might not be able to make it tonight. He got caught up with some work at the sheriffs office.”
Ronnie began conversing with Akin, who listened intently, occasionally sneaking glances in my direction. My breath quickened as I turned slightly and almost collided with Helel, whom I hadn’t noticed arrive.
He scanned me from head to toe before turning to speak with Ronnie. I observed that he was also clad in black, his hair cascading loosely over his shoulders, the curls bouncing and fresh. As they conversed, both Helel and Ronnie would sneak peeks at me from time to time, which felt rather peculiar.
“You two chat, I’ll take the lady to the counter and order her some drinks,” Helel’s bold move surprised me. He executed it so smoothly that Ronnie couldn’t even object, and even his own brother gave Helel a questioning look.
“Hi,” Helel said, extending his hand to me, and I shyly placed mine in his. He led me to the counter and gestured for the server to prepare our drinks.
“So, I’m glad you came,” he said, leaning on the counter, blocking my view from everyone else. He stood before me, his eyes seeking a deep connection through mine.
“I was invited as Ronnie’s plus one,” I replied, unable to hold his gaze for too long due to the events of the other night.
“Right! Are you and Ronnie dating?” His smile faded, his eyes narrowing as he awaited my response.
“No!” I blurted out, surprised by how quickly I responded. It made me wonder what it was about that question that compelled me to clear the misunderstanding.
“Oh, okay,” Helel said, smiling to himself, satisfied with my answer.
“Listen, about the other night-,” he began, rubbing his forehead with the tip of his thumb, and I felt the need to ease his discomfort.
“It was a mistake, in the heat of the moment. I understand,” I replied, but his quick headshake left me raising my eyebrow in bewilderment.
“No! It was not in the heat of the moment. If I get a chance again, I will do it again and even take it to the next level,” Helel murmured, his eyes fixating on my l*ips as he took my breath away with his statement.
“Um,” I looked down, unable to come up with a response.
“It’s alright. You can take your time, but I must tell you, that guy is not a match for you. You deserve someone who can make your cheeks red with just a whisper in your ear,” Helel leaned closer, disregarding any onlookers, and whispered in my ear, “next time I see your b*reasts, I am s*ucking them until you start milking.”
Damn! I gasped, biting my bottom lip. He pulled away with a satisfied smile on his l*ips and chuckled softly.
“You see,” he pointed at my cheeks, “they’re red.”
I gulped while t*ouching my cheeks. What the heck was wrong with me? If someone else had said that to me, I would have been infuriated, but this man was able to ignite a fire within me that I never imagined feeling.
Thankfully, the torture ended when Ronnie joined us. He seemed to be scanning the atmosphere and our body language as he stood right beside me, almost as if trying to wedge himself between me and Helel.
“Would you like to dance with me?” Ronnie extended his hand and requested, making me glance at Helel and then back at Ronnie.
Helel was now looking straight ahead, a drink in his hand, but I swear I could tell he was still keeping an eye on us through his peripheral vision.
“Sure!” The moment I placed my hand in Ronnie’s, I saw Helel close his eyes and sigh in defeat. Or perhaps I was reading too much into his body language.
Ronnie led me to the middle of the hall where all the couples were slow dancing.
“I don’t know how to dance,” I whispered, giving him fair warning about my lack of skills.
“It’s alright. Oust move your body along with mine,” he hunched over and whispered in my ear. He adjusted my hand on his c*hest and held the other as we began to slow dance. I stole glances at Helel, who was still at the counter with his drink, his body turned towards us.
Akin had returned from the entrance, but the intensity of his gaze as he watched us dance felt eerie. He unbuttoned his shirt before making his way over to Helel, his eyes never leaving our sight. Even as they began to talk, the brothers kept sneaking glances in our direction.
As we swayed to the music, my eyes wandered to the couple entering hand in hand. I tried not to react, but it was hard to ignore when Maddox joined the party with Ballinda. My two bullies together.