Chapter 25: Out there
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Diana’s pov
“A man never tells.”
He winked at me when he said this.
“That’s a magician. Did you really have this made for me?” I asked once again as I looked at it.
Beautiful, absolutely beautiful and I don’t want to think about it that much.
But looking at this dress makes me want to cry.
I gestured at Ezra to get out because I desperately wanted to try it on.
He raised his hands at my glare and walked out without another word.
I looked at it, I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn’t believe the girl looking back at me.
The dress was elegant and dramatic, with a fitted bodice, a sweetheart neckline, and intricate silver embroidery that shimmered like starlight across the fabric.
A bold high slit on the right revealed my leg.
Black velvet, a colour that matched my dark black hair perfectly.
How?
How did he know that I would love this dress?
How on earth did he get it to fit me so perfectly?
I walked out of the closet, and he was sitting on the couch.
His head thrown back with his eyes closed, showing that he was tired.
When he heard my footsteps, he looked up in that lazy way he does sometimes.
But the moment his eyes landed on me, he sat up and froze at the same time.
His eyes followed every inch of my body where the fabric touched.
The sexy neckline, the dress was elegant and suited to wear to a coronation, but under his gaze, it felt like I was wearing lingerie.
He got up, slowly walked towards me, his steps were slow and deliberate.
As if he was scared that I was an illusion and one wrong move would erase me.
He stopped in front of me, took a strand of my hair, and wrapped it around his finger.
His red eyes glowed, and they were full of so much admiration.
I have always known that whatever it is he feels for me was intense.
That is why I even went as far as to call it an obsession, but even that word doesn’t seem right.
It feels tame compared to how he is looking at me now.
He tried opening his mouth to say something, but his words seemed to fail him.
Instead, he just lowered his head and brought the strand of my hair to his lips.
Now that reaction tells me something, it tells me that this dress is better than just jaw-dropping.
“You can’t wear that; other men can’t see you dressed like that.”
I looked at him as he said those words and could tell he was dead serious.
“Let’s go find another dress.”
He was already walking to the closet, but stopped when he realized that I wasn’t following him.
“I love this dress. I want to wear this dress,” I said in a gentle voice.
I saw how I looked in the mirror, and I have never been one to brag about my own looks, but damn.
But this is the kind of dress I need tomorrow night.
I don’t just want to be a girl in the arms of an Alpha King.
Even if people do notice me and remember me for my beauty tomorrow, I am okay with that.
What I need to do tomorrow night is to make an impression.
Getting people to talk about me, even if it’s for my looks, is better than being ignored.
I looked at the ticking time bomb in front of me and then sighed.
I have to do something about him or else things won’t go well.
If I insist on wearing this dress, he is going to give up and let me wear it.
But if a man stares at me in a way that he doesn’t like, things could get out of hand.
And in such an event where I will be standing next to Ezra, someone is going to stare.
I thought about this morning as well.
I need to find a way to deal with him even when I am not around.
I can’t have him going around and killing people on a whim.
I want to hide his obsession with me as long as possible.
He sighed and walked towards me once again with a frown.
“Have you seen yourself? You look like a f*****g goddess, gosh, you are stunning.”
I blushed at his words, the way he said them, and how his eyes glowed with intensity.
Like I was the most beautiful piece of art he had ever seen in his entire life.
“I know, don’t you want the world to know just how beautiful your future Queen will be?” I asked, trying to act all cute.
“I see what you are doing, and it is working. But if any guy looks at you longer than necessary, then I will kill him.”
It wasn’t a threat but a promise, and I couldn’t sigh.
This is why I need a plan to deal with him.
I am sure I will come up with something tomorrow before the event.
I need to keep him in check somehow.
I changed and put the dress neatly into the box again and came back to the bedroom.
Food was there on a tray, and Ezra had taken off his tie and undone a few buttons of his shirt, revealing his tanned, sculpted chest.
Yes, definitely a man now.
“Why is the food here again? Aren’t we going to eat with everyone else?” I asked him.
It’s the pack rules that everyone sits and eats at one table.
It’s supposed to help people bond to one another, and we can talk about pack matters.
It’s a way for the Alpha to connect with his people without a one-on-one meeting.
“I don’t feel like it. Out there, I am the cursed prince who fought his own father for the throne and also bought a traitor’s daughter to be my Queen.”
His words didn’t offend me at all.
He is right, out there we are both unloved and unwanted.
In here, we might not be able to stand each other and agree on anything.
But I can’t say that I am unwanted, and he knows that he is also wanted.
In this room, I am Diana, and he is Ezra.
And I guess we both want to stay in this bubble as long as possible.
So I sat down next to him on the couch, closer than I should have, but I just wanted to feel his warmth.
And as if he needed to feel mine too, he wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me closer.
I should have moved and put some distance between us, but I couldn't.
We sat there and ate in silence.
How can silence be so peaceful?
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