Chapter 50 Belated Gift

• "It was nothing important, now... where were we? Hmmm?" he asked with two fingers under her chin. Alinta blushed profusely; she gazed at him with loving eyes, further bettering his mood.
• "Enjoy your meal, my love," Bellinor said gently and kissed her once more before he sat at the other end of the table to receive his breakfast. The two ate in silence, but Bellinor did not dare take his eyes off his treasure. Her presence and the sight of her was an addiction to his eyes. He could never tire of looking at her. Bellinor worshipped everything about Alinta—her movements, her physique, her posture, and her striking emerald green eyes. Her swan-like neck, the shape of her face and her long eyelashes are all so captivating! Every aspect of her complemented each other in perfect harmony. To him, she was the perfect she-wolf, and his obsession with her continued to grow. Now and then, a whiff of her fragrance would drift past his nose, further making him run away with his thoughts as he continued to devour her with his predatory eyes.
• Alinta innocently continued to enjoy her meal, unaware of Bellinor's kindled desires. His arousal heightened as he surveyed how her ripe plump lips glided and morphed over the form of the spoon she was eating from.