The Wolf's Lamb [#2] | ✓

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T H E W O L F ' S L A M B

C H A P T E R S I X

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"C A L L M E F E L I X ." He explained and my lips parted, words failing to flow. Simply nodding, I felt my pulse begin to quicken. "Of course-Felix." A smile formed upon my lips and watched as his stormy eyes travelled down my face, landing on my rosy lips.

His cold features softened ever so slightly that it was almost seemed as if nothing had changed. But it had. The softest grin spread across his lips that I almost missed it and what a tragedy that would've been for the sight of a grin upon his face sent my heart into a frenzy.

"I'll set up the meeting. As for the negotiation, I've been competitors with these people for as long as I could remember-all I want is for them to back down and accept the terms of agreement. I want to buy the land and I'm willing to pay them to back off. I don't care how much money I'll have to spend, I want it done." Nodding, I shifted in the leather seat and brushed my dainty fingers over the sheer of paper.

"Now that that's over, I want to discuss something else." Unable to figure out what else had to be talked about seeing as everything had been covered, I tilted my head to the side, causing my hair to fall with the swift motion, awaiting his next words.

Felix watched me do so and rose his hand, his index finger suddenly taking hold of a loose strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear. His gesture had me frozen in place. My lungs gave way as I now found it hard to breath.

The moonlight shone through the windows to the right of us, pouring onto the side of his face, causing the existing shadows to intensify. Under such beautiful light, I felt myself begin to succumb to his dark charm, as if he were a siren and I, a helpless sailor.

For the first time ever, I'd felt such strong attraction to a man I barely knew and it frightened me, a lot.

I'd never had the opportunities to date or meet men anywhere because of what my brother and father had to say about it. But with the way Felix's close proximity shifted something within, I threw caution to the wind and for the first time ever, I pushed everyone else's opinions to the side. I wanted whatever this was. And I wanted the man before me. The enigma that had me hooked.

"What are you doing?" I whispered with wide eyes. Licking my lips I stared at him through thick lashes. From cold and domineering, his attitude had flipped like switch. Suddenly, he touched the bottom of my chin and pushed it up gently, locking eyes with me.

Cold eyes soon morphed into eyes of desire and want. The beast of a man sent my heart into a frenzy as my chest rose up and down. I truly wanted him to kiss me and I wasn't sure how this could happen so fast.

Fast. I thought and realised that everything was happening so quickly. Shaking my head, I scrambled to my feet and took several steps back, feeling for something to lean against with my hands as I walked backwards. Felix shot up from his seat and stalked towards me like a viscous predator. His eyes were on his prey. Me.

"You're afraid?" The darkness in his voice was low and deep, stopping his trek just centimetres away from me, he didn't move any closer. "I'm not." I breathed out. It wasn't a lie, because I was terrified.

Despite the distance, it was as if his body was still so close and to my surprise, all I wanted in the moment was for him to close the gap. But for so many reasons, I didn't say a word.

Weighing the thoughts, I remembered how the moment I met him, I was drawn in like a fish on hook. I'd never had something so intense with a man, heck, I'd never even been in a relationship, let alone a date! So why did my heart beat so fast the moment I laid my eyes on him and why is it when I hear his voice I feel as though I may melt like a popsicle on a warm summers day-why is it that when he only look my way I feel myself deprived of the very oxygen within my own lungs!

It was so shocking to me, especially this time when the beast spoke up, his voice no louder than a whisper, yet his words lingering on my mind, loud and clear like a siren from a fire engine, blaring through the air persistently.

"I want you, Evangeline. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were to be mine." Possessiveness oozed from his words and to my utter disbelief, I liked it. It made me feel wanted. Secure. If I told Sydney about this she'd freak and curse Felix Wolfe out for stating that I belonged to him-but the moment he'd said I was his, something within me clicked.

Unable to breath, a million and one things flashed through my mind, but the one thought that stood out was one that lit a barren fire within. I wanted to be his. . .

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Remember this is what SHE wants too! This isn't happening too fast because newsflash it's fiction! A mere story made for the pleasure of those who seek a book about a ROMANCE.

Felix Wolfe is a possessive man and he wants what he wants, it's in his nature to demand it, so leave him be and go hound some other possessive hot guy.

I hope you guys enjoyed!