Claimed by My Ex Chapter 27 So difficult

Chapter 27: Chapter 27 So difficult

Victoria’s POV:

Felix’s face twisted with disbelief as he watched Scarlett walk away. "We’re just letting her go? She almost killed you! How can you be so forgiving? Don’t tell

you still have feelings for Ethan and you’re letting her off for his sake?"

The mont those words left his mouth, Damian gave him a look cold enough to freeze hell itself.

Felix raised his hands defensively. "What? I’m just saying what everyone’s thinking! This woman isn’t grateful for what you did, Damian. My Alpha friend saves her life and she’s still pining for his pathetic half-brother."

I could feel my wolf Nora bristling under my skin. She wanted to bite Felix for his presumption.

"I—" I got out one word before Damian cut

off.

"Which eye exactly saw her pining for Ethan?" His voice was dangerously low, the kind that made even strong wolves bow their heads.

Felix stubbornly persisted. "Both my eyes saw it clearly! Though I suppose five years of bonding isn’t easily forgotten overnight."

I turned to Felix, my patience wearing thin. "Then perhaps you need to get your eyes checked. Why would I waste a second thought on that worthless excuse for a male? There’s nothing about him worth rembering."

I shifted my attention to Damian, trying not to notice his scent.

But that was so difficult.

"I do owe you thanks, though. Are you free tonight? I’d like to take you to dinner as a token of appreciation."

After all, Damian had saved . A debt was a debt, and I couldn’t possibly repay it with my freedom in this lifeti.

"Just dinner?" Damian raised an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied. "You think you can repay what you owe

so easily?"

I t his gaze directly. "What did you have in mind?"

"Let’s keep the debt open," he replied, deliberately emphasizing each word. "You can... gradually repay ."

I couldn’t hide my wariness. Who knew what sches this man was plotting? "Fine," I conceded. "Then I’ll be going."

Before I could take a step, Damian’s hand caught my wrist. His touch sent a shock through my body, Nora imdiately responding with restless agitation. His eyes, deep and unreadable, locked with mine.

"What about that dinner invitation?" His voice was silk-smooth but steel-firm.

"I thought you said to keep the debt open?" I countered.

Damian’s lips curved slightly. "I said to keep the debt open, not that I was refusing dinner. You wouldn’t think your life is worth only one al, would you, Victoria?"

I had indeed hoped to satisfy my obligation with a simple dinner, but Damian had skillfully backed

into a corner. I should have known he wouldn’t let

off so easily.

"What would you like to eat then?" I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral.

Damian considered this. "I hear you’re quite talented in the kitchen. You used to cook for my half-brother often, didn’t you?" His eyes glittered. "To show your sincerity, why don’t you prepare a al for

personally?"

It was true—I had learned to cook specifically for Ethan, another way I had tried to be the perfect mate for an unworthy man. Making one al wouldn’t be difficult, but my living situation was complicated.

"I’m staying with a friend temporarily," I explained, trying to sound apologetic. "It wouldn’t be appropriate to invite you there."

The last ti Damian had dropped

off, I had pointed to Grace’s place. I was hoping to use my friend as a shield again.

Damian’s smile widened. "No problem. We’ll use my place. It’s perfectly suitable."

I cursed myself internally for falling into that trap.

Before I could object, Damian was already walking ahead. "It’s settled then. Let’s go."

I called after him, "Hey! I didn’t agree to today specifically!"

Felix started to follow us. "I’m coming with you!"

Damian stopped abruptly. "You have other commitnts."

"I do?" Felix looked genuinely confused.

Damian just stared at him until understanding dawned on Felix’s face.

"Oh! Right! I completely forgot about all that work waiting for . So much to do!" Felix’s terrible acting made

stifle a laugh despite my predicant.

I pointed to my car. "If you give

the address, I can drive my car and follow you."

"What’s wrong?" Damian asked, voice tinged with amusent. "Afraid I might devour you?"

I decided to play along. "More worried you might sell ."

"Don’t worry, you wouldn’t be worth much on the market," he smoothly retorted.

Eventually, Damian insisted I ride with him, practically pulling

into his luxury SUV.

Once inside, I asked, "What would you like

to make?"

"I’m not picky. I eat everything," he replied casually.

I could feel his gaze studying . My mate bond with Ethan had been severed, but my wolf was still uncomfortably aware of Damian’s presence.

He was powerful, authoritative, and frustratingly attractive.

The spacious vehicle suddenly felt cramped with his large fra beside .

"I have to admit, discovering your racing skills surprised ," he said, breaking the silence.

"There’s a lot about

you don’t know," I replied softly.

That was an understatent. I had many talents—most developed through years of training as the future Alpha of the Crescent Dawn Pack.

Racing was sothing I’d learned at eighteen, one of my many hobbies.

Though I had hidden my true identity during my relationship with Ethan, anyone who truly paid attention would have noticed how exceptional I was.

But Ethan had been too focused on becoming part of the Sterling family. Once he had , he took my devotion for granted, assuming I would never leave him no matter what he did.

When he gained wealth and status through marriage, he believed I would stay as his secret mistress simply because he had provided

with connections to high society.

He never suspected I might have a higher status than he could ever dream of.

Damian’s long legs were casually crossed, his fingers rhythmically tapping against his knee. His scent was everywhere, making my wolf restless.

"So, sister-in-law," he said with calculated nonchalance, "where have you been working lately?"

As he spoke, his body leaned closer to mine.

Oh shit! he was flirting with

again.