Page 101 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
Corrado runs to the door, waiting for me to open it. I cross the room and open the door. Her scent fills my senses, and I can’t stop myself from looking her over. She is wearing a cropped, duck egg, off-shoulder knit top with a black denim skirt paired with over-the-knee heeled boots. The subtle touch of make-up only emphasizes her gorgeous features. She is dressed to kill, and with her looking as sexy as hell, I know this is going to be one fucking hard dinner.
“Hey, boys.” She smiles before crouching down and passing Corrado the gift bag that I hadn’t even noticed she was carrying.
“Hey, Azura! Oh, thank you!” Corrado replies, peering into the bag before giving her a hug.
“You are most welcome!” She stands up slowly, her gaze turning to me, and it is fucking obvious that she likes me in whatever. I almost smirk when she can’t stop herself from running her eyes over me appreciatively. “Not going to invite me in?” She asks, her voice sounding dangerously seductive.
Our eyes lock before I step back slightly, giving her enough space to brush past me. The dangerous sparks of the bond surge through me at the light touch before she follows Corrado into the apartment. I shut the door, my eyes on her ass, as she saunters over to Corrado, who is already giving her a tour of the place. Damn, those legs are fucking fine...Well, this sure is going to be ten fucking times harder than I thought.
A Sizzling Dinner
Azura
Corrado is thrilled to see me and is showing me the entire apartment. The delicious smell of food is making me lick my lips, or is that his scent? I’m not sure… either way, the place smells divine.
Kiara and Alejandro had left after lunch and although I’ll miss them, I’m glad I at least got to see them for a short while. Kiara’s parting words were to take care of myself, and the baby, along with a not-so-subtle comment about talking to Leo and trying harder. In what way? Well, I know what she wants and hopes for.Think before acting, Zu.
Marcel had asked if I wished to stay at the mansion, but I had politely declined, deciding to return to the apartment beneath Leo’s. The short conversation I’d had with him now replays in my mind,
EARLIER THAT DAY…
“Thank you for everything,” I said, looking at Marcel. We had just walked Al and Kia to the pack borders.
“I’m afraid I didn’t do enough, but I can assure you that Emmet will be punished for what he tried to do. I know my son, and I know he has a level head on his shoulders most ofthe time.” We walked alongside each other as we made our way back.
“I know…” I said, placing my hand on my stomach. Leo would protect this pup…
“I am happy that I’m going to be a grandfather again.” He smiled, and I smiled back.
“Yes, I just fear that this one might just be a little monster brewing with parents like us.” I wanted to say like Leo… but I knew I was psycho, too. Marcel let out a chuckle.
“Well, kids aren’t always like their parents; Leo is nothing like me or his mother for that matter…” His smile faded to a softer, tender one, and I knew he was remembering her. “Petra was a very caring woman with a good heart, strong yet gentle at the same time…” A frown creased his brow, and he sighed.
“Are you okay?” I asked hesitantly.
“Of course… just my time with her and the memories are so vague… fleeting even because I don’t remember much… she died when Leo was still rather young…”
The memory of Leo’s dream had returned to me, and I wondered how much Marcel knew, or didn’t know. Doesn’t he have a right to know?
“And this is Daddy’s room!” Corrado’s excited voice brings me out of my reverie.
“Corrado.” Leo’s voice comes with a subtle warning.
I skim the room. There was no sign of a woman living there… I guess Nikki really did move out. I glance at the bed and can’t deny that a pang of jealousy and pain rushes through me at the thought of them both in that bed. I might be pregnant with his pup… but I have never slept with him. Not that I wanted to. Although, I don’t think I would be able to sleep if he was in my bed.
Urgh, focus, Azura.Now I really sound like a hormonalpregnant woman.
“Okay, Azura, let’s go have dinner. Daddy worked very hard!” He takes my hand, tugging me to the table, and I follow.
I can feel Leo’s eyes on me. I had literally gone through everything before selecting this skirt, and I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I had chosen this skirt on purpose. I know that Leo has a thing for my legs, and it’s pretty satisfying knowing I have that hold on him. I really don’t know what I want, or what the future holds, but it’s kind of fun to see him struggle to control himself. I also won’t deny the fact that I enjoy his attention.
I look at him as he places a platter of grilled chicken on the table, along with a bowl of chips. There is a platter of rice and some nuggets, too. Goddess, the food looks so damn good.
“Daddy cooked,” Corrado declares, and I smile.
“Your daddy is pretty good at a lot of things, right?” I ask, ruffling his hair.
“Oh, yes. Daddy is good at everything.”
