A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Good morning," he greeted, his eyes briefly meeting hers before returning to her chest.
"Morning," Amara replied, her voice carrying a mixture of shyness and hesitancy seeping through her body and settling in her core.
He couldn't help but notice the telltale blush that painted her cheeks. It was a reaction he had come to cherish.
Suddenly, a sharp knock echoed through the room. Without breaking eye contact with Amara, mumbled, "Come in."
The door creaked open and Martha walked in with a tray in her hands. Amara’s eyes widened as she shifted on her feet. Martha noticed her and smiled at her before focusing her gaze on Kaelith. "Good morning, Mr. De Luca. I have your breakfast," she said placing the tray on the table. Kaelith felt tinge of jealously at the maid. Amara seemed more comfortable with her than him.
He sighed and dismissed the maid, his gaze on Amara. As Martha left Amara panicked. Martha saw her like this? In Kaelith’s clothes? What would she think of her? How would she explain? He noticed her fidgeting and leaned back.
“Come here.” Amara looked up, her hair shielding her face. Amara looked at him confused for a second before taking timid steps towards him. His gaze predator-like watching her as she stopped at the other side of the table. He grabbed the paper bag,“Change into this,”
Amara frowned grabbing the bag and assessed the insides. She could see coral-hued cloth inside. Looking up at him, she asked.“What is this?”
“A condom.” Amara's eyes broadened.
“A what?!”
Kaelith rolled his eyes.“It’s a dress, little one. I thought you wouldn’t like to go out in my shirt,’ he motioned to her legs.“Without your panties and bra.”
Amara narrowed her eyes at him. He was again teasing her. Kaelith bit his lips.
She could feel her cheeks burning. Huffing she turned away and stomped to the closet when his deep voice stopped her.“Who gave you permission to leave?” Amara turned around, his narrowed.
“I was going to-“
“Change here.”
Amara looked at him as if he had lost his mind. Did Kaelith De Luca finally lose his mind? Was he being serious? When she didn’ t make any move to obey him, he let out a sigh and tilted his head.
“You have two minutes,”
“Or?” She tested feeling courageous all of the sudden.
Kaelith teased his bottom lip. A hint of mischief in his grey eyes.“You really wanna know?”
She stood there for a moment, contemplating his words. She knew what he’d do. Probably take matters into his hands and dress her himself. Suddenly the air was thick with tension as she slowly began to unbutton the shirt he had given her. She hesitated, feeling the weight of his gaze on her, and then turned her back toward him. Kaelith watched amusedly, his eyes tracing the lines of her exposed back as the shirt cascaded down to her waist.
Amara quickly reached for the bra in the paper bag, and Kaelith's amusement intensified but when his eyes landed onthe scars on her back, a surge of anger tightened his jaw. It bothered him to see those marks, a visual reminder of the pain she had endured.
Amara could feel his intense gaze as pulled on the bra, deliberately keeping the view in the front hidden from Kaelith. His anger was replaced with a tilt of his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Tempting little tease," he murmured under his breath, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Amara continued her cautious movements, putting on the underwear beneath the shirt. When she finally took off the shirt, she put on the dress, sleeveless coral dress that reached her knees. Ruffles adorned the rim and the neck, adding a touch of innocence to the ensemble.
Kaelith felt the remnants of anger dissipate. He couldn't deny the allure she possessed, the way she controlledhim.AmaraturnedaroundtofaceKaelithandmethisamusedgazewithahintof shyness. The delicate dress clung to her curves, a stark contrast to the vulnerability in her eyes.
CHAPTER 53
Her cheeks were burning and so was her thigh where his hand rested. The way he touched her so shamelessly and boldly both scared and thrilled her. Kaelith leaned back on the couch, a mischievous glint in his eyes, teasing Amara relentlessly by pushing his hands up her thighs and teasing the rims of her panties.
"Easy there, Amara. I wouldn't want you to turn into a permanent shade of red," Kaelith teased, a playful smirk on his lips. Amara clenched her jaw, her lips pouting as she shyly mumbled.
"Don’t touch me."
Kaelith chuckled lowly.“You look so beautiful, little one. I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended upeating you out instead of the food.”
Amara’ s wide eyes stared at him in disbelief. Kaelith pecked her nose and gently put her downbefore getting up. “Eat your food. I’ll take a quick shower. Need to take care of some business.” Amara frowned. What business he be doing in the bathroom?
