Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324: 324-Feels So Taboo

Helanie:

"Did you do it?" Maximus asked again, trying to make me focus on him. Of course, my focus was on him—I was just buying some time to make up an excuse.

"Actually—," I shifted in my seat, getting uncomfortable, "I don’t know."

I looked away instantly to avoid his questioning stares.

"Helanie, what is going on? Do you not want to— be with me?" The hurt in his voice made me bite the inside of my cheek. _{freёwebnovel.com}

"I am trying to resolve this issue, and then—I will get back to you," I muttered under my breath because I had to say something at least.

"Okay, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I can wait, but I hope you do it before the ceremony. It will put my father and your mother in an awkward situation if we tell them afterward," he said softly, trying not to offend me or push me into making a rushed decision. And I appreciated him for that.

As we arrived home, he made it clear that he wanted to have one last word with me before I walked out of his car, so I stayed around for a bit.

"I didn’t mean to pressure you into anything. I am ready to wait for you as long as you need me to. Okay? Even the date of their mating ceremony wouldn’t stop me from causing a ruckus and marrying you," he smiled at the last phrase because it visibly made my cheeks turn red.

His hand gently touched mine, his fingers hovering over my skin. We just sat in silence, looking into each other’s eyes.

I noticed him getting relaxed in his chair, his head resting back, and his eyes blinking slowly.

"You are my peace," he whispered, closing his eyes and finally holding my hand in his. He raised my hand to his mouth and rested it against his lips, pressing it and inhaling my scent.

"Mmm, I really cannot wait for you to be mine," he finally placed a soft kiss on the back of my hand before he opened his eyes and let go.

"I love you, Helanie," he spoke in a loving tone. I couldn’t believe I once settled for so much less when I could have someone who looks at me in a way that I know he is going to express his feelings for me.

"Thank you for showing me what true love is," I whispered back, and I guess I caught him by surprise. He wasn’t expecting me to respond with something so sweet because I usually stayed quiet.

"Ah! My night is made," he smiled through his eyes. "Thank you, my love, for giving me this little bit of affection that I will cherish the entire night and probably even please myself while thinking about—" I guess he got too lost in his words until he saw my eyes grow wide. "I meant... um, it’s a guy thing. What the fuck am I even saying? Please tell me I’m not scaring you," he insisted, slapping the back of his head to snap himself out of it.

With a smile, I shook my head at him, and it gave him a sense of relief. His face was so easy to read.

"Hey," I frowned in confusion, quickly unlocking my door to enter.

"Did you not see me, or are you just so stupid that you don’t know if someone is standing right next to your door, it means they have something to talk about?" I had only just entered my room when Norman stormed in after me, complaining and already being so hostile.

"Who bit your ass today? You come in and start arguing already?" I watched him groan at my choice of words.

"It’s just that—I don’t really care," he rolled his eyes and said it with so much sass that if I weren’t looking at him, I would have thought he was snapping his fingers and moving his hips around.

"Do that again. I actually found it funny," I raised both my eyebrows, shrugging as I used a teasing tone.

"Whatever, you mean nothing to me—" I didn’t understand why he came to talk to me just to say he didn’t care about me.

And then he pulled the blue bag to the front, offering it to me. "Take it."

He did it in a demanding tone, making me frown as I grabbed the bag and peeked inside. I was shocked to see what he had brought for me.

It completely contradicted him saying he didn’t care. Maybe that’s why he kept saying it—he didn’t want me to take his gesture too seriously.