Better Than Revenge (Book 1 in Revenge series)

Chapter 29

*Josh's Point of view*

I couldn't focus on anything but my mate.

She was beautiful tonight.

She was wearing a beautiful purple and white gown that fell to the floor, flowing out when it reached the waist, strapless.

The top part of the gown was a light purple while the bottom was all white, a curtain of the top of the dress hanging to one side.

She was wearing light makeup, barely any. She had a light pink gloss to her lips, black eyeliner, making her eyes more beautiful, a light blush and light mascara, her eyelashes falling over her cheeks slightly.

Her brown hair was in a tight ponytail, a tiara standing on the top of her head, I'm guessing was Pixie's idea, and curls falling down her back to her waist, which I couldn't help but run my hands through all night.

She was beautiful.

And she was mine.

Mine and only mine.

She shifted nervously as we sat down at our table, the head table in the room, as she couldn't find a seat.

She went to walk away from me, but I quickly snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her back and into my lap, pressing my lips to her forehead as I could practically feel the heat from her blush rolling off her.

I stiffened as she bit her lip and fidgeted nervously, knowing what was wrong instantly.

I knew I should've got her off my lap, but I was glued to the spot, staring down at Rose, who's arousal was getting harder to resist every second. I even saw multiple people getting aroused from the air Rose was emitting.

So instead, I buried my face in her neck slyly as she talked to her parents, smiling when I saw my mark on her neck.

I loved her so much.

I wanted to protect her for as long as we both lived.

But that was a long time for us, I wouldn't be able to protect her all the time. Though I wish I could.

I smirked as she shivered when I breathed softly on my mark.

And that's how it went for the next hour, me distracting her from talking to people and her glaring at me sternly.

By the time everyone had left, Rose wouldn't stop moving around, yet wouldn't leave my side.

She smiled politely and waved at the last couple leaving before turning to me, huffing and crossing her arms in annoyance as she brushed past me and up the stairs swiftly.

And I followed.

Not expecting what was to come.

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Picture on the side of Rose's dress and her moms dress.