Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas Chapter 166: It creeped me out

Seo-Jun left the dining table after that and I had the entire place to myself.

I breathed out, dropping my fork.

Finally, so peace but... It was too quiet.

I did like my peace and quiet, especially when eating, but I had gotten so used to being crowded at the dining table and having them fill my plate with everything they felt was healthy that it was starting to bother .

I an, I spent a long ti having my als in my room for to no longer feel their absence during al ti but for so reason, it still felt that way.

"I should probably go see them." I said to myself and slowly got up.

As I began to leave the dining table, I paused.

Why did it feel like soone was watching ?

I turned my head to where I felt the stare from and my eyes caught the cara. I flinched.

Ah, that’s right. How could I forget ’that’?

Rember that ti they put up security caras all over the house and even in my room?

During the recovery period when I was always in my room, I sotis had a feeling that I was being watched. Maybe I was just being paranoid because of the caras placed in my room but for so reason, I never took it up with them.

I never asked if they were watching . I felt I might just be giving them the idea to watch if they hadn’t actually been watching .

But if they were watching , I would be putting them on the spot, and then they’d give a bunch of excuses like how they were worried about and so and so forth.

I was already aware of it so I didn’t need to hear it from them.

At that point, I could feel vivid stares from two security caras and it made my skin shudder.

’If they already know what I’m up to, how will I surprise them?’ I wondered and sighed. ’Sohow... It creeps out.’

I probably shouldn’t let that thought out. I was glad that they were worried about , but when it got to the extent that I was being watched every single mont then, it caused to feel uncomfortable.

I’m sure anyone would feel the sa way if they were in my shoes.

I don’t believe there’s anyone, even those who were full of themselves, would enjoy being watched like this.

’Except for the exhibitionists.’ I thought. ’Those people are a different breed, haha.’

I need to recover.

And Seo-Jun needed to hurry up and get his ga up.

If he was no longer a threat then I’d have an excuse to ask my masters to put down the caras. If not anywhere else, but my room and my bathroom.

That was a high level of invasion of privacy but I couldn’t even complain because I was the slave, rember?

Even if they say it’s fine, I still can’t help but feel cautious because of the tag on my na.

’Hm, should I try buying myself? I an, I’d just be getting my freedom and nothing else. I still want to stay here. Hopefully... Not as their slave.’

It was a silly thought that crossed my mind and I sighed, smiling sadly to myself.

It might’ve been silly but it’s not without reason.

I walked up the stairs and then reached my door, exhaling softly.

Since they probably knew I had left my room, I wouldn’t be surprising anyone. Besides, they must be busy.

I opened my door and was about to get in when I heard Ki-hoon call out.

"Jo-Pil." I paused and turned my head to find him hurrying towards , panting like soone who had run a marathon.

"Hyung?" I looked at him, surprised.

Why was he panting like that? And he was sweating too.

It wasn’t even that hot.

Had he been exercising?

Wait, did we have a gym in the mansion?

"How are you?" He asked as he stood in front of , still panting but he gulped down and wiped his chin with his arm.

He was wearing a simple ash-colored shirt. It was skin tight, too, so I could see every inch of his body well. His chest still looked as delicious... I an as toned as it did before.

What is wrong with my thoughts?

Since he was sweating, the visibility was maxed level.

What did this man co up to looking like this for?

"I... I’m fine, Hyung." I said, managing to tear my gaze away from him, and smiled. "Were you working out, Hyung?" I asked.

I needed so sort of explanation as to why he was looking like that.

Maybe it just so happened that he sprinkled water on himself so he could co and tempt my innocent eyes and soul.

"I wasn’t..." He said, looking away as if avoiding my gaze and I noticed him clenching his phone. "I took a stroll out to clear my head."

A stroll? Was it a stroll that got you sweating like this?

But I was sure the evening was cold so why in the world was he sweating from taking a stroll

’Hmm, he’s hiding sothing.’ I thought.

See how he was avoiding my eyes.

It was clear that he wasn’t telling the entire thing.

Well, if he didn’t want to tell then it was fine.

I was just going to go in and read my book.

"Then," I smiled, opening my door, "I hope you had a nice stroll," I said. "Goodnight, Hyung."

But he did not respond and looked rather regretful. He clearly had sothing to say yet he was holding back.

Gosh, it seed like I needed to nudge him a bit.

"Hyung," I called. "Did you... Need anything?"

Still looking hesitant, he raised his head, his lips pressed together and his eyebrows slightly knitted, looking troubled.

Gosh, he was so cute like this.

Just look at those eyes.

Did he offend without knowing?

Or was he upset about sothing?

It had to be one of the two, right? I couldn’t think of anything else.

"Jo-Pil, why... Why didn’t you call anyone when you finally got down?" He asked and I blinked.

Huh?

"And... You had dinner with Seo-Jun without calling anyone else." His eyes slowly rolled down. "Without calling . Did I... Upset you?"

I stood there, dumbstruck.

I was speechless. So was that what this was all about?

He was jealous?

It seed like the jealousy in this household was running deeper than I thought.

And when the hell did I have dinner with Seo-Jun?