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Roman nodded, then immediately made a phone call to ask
his men to withdraw.
Only then did I let out a full sigh of relief. I turned, picked up the drugged glass of wine, and handed it to Roman.
“Roman, would you like to have a drink with me?”
“Drink with you?”
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Roman raised an eyebrow. Now this...this isn’t what he had
expected from the little spitfire human.
Perhaps she’d come to her sense after all...
He strode back over to her, leaning down to scent her hair
above her ear. “Have you changed your mind? Are you willing to let me touch you?”
told you I don’t want to sleep with you. Our deal was that I would get you the project and you wouldn’t have s ex with me. Are
you going back on your word?”
Ah, it was back to Beta Starke now. This woman was going to give him whiplash, her demeanor shifted so quickly.
“Then why do you want me to drink with you?”
“I wanted to thank you. After all, you let me go twice in a row.
Not only did you not touch me, but you also trusted me, a mere human. At the very least, I should offer you a drink as a
gesture of my gratitude.”
She should be grateful, Roman thought, her words having worked to fluff his ego a bit.
“In that case, I’ll have a drink with you.”
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He took the wine she held out to him, noticing that her fingers were trembling. Narrowing his eyes, he took the glass but didn’t
drink it. Instead, he examined Taya.
Tapping into his wolf’s senses, he perused her with his heightened vision. He took in the way her chest was rising and falling just
slightly too fast. But what really betrayed her was
the s tink of fear.
She disguised her emotions very well for a human. Not good
enough for a wolf, though.
“You can drink it first.” Roman handed the wineglass back to
Taya.
Roman watched as her pupils dilated ever so little, imperceptible to someone without his enhanced senses.
There was definitely something wrong with the wine.
The little human somehow managed to steady her beating heart and pretended as if nothing had happened. She took the
wineglass, raised her head, and took a sip.
“I can’t afford expensive wine you’re used to, so I asked the hotel to send a bottle within my budget. It doesn’t taste good. If you
don’t like it, I’ll ask the receptionist to bring a different
one.”
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After saying that, Taya turned around, walked up to the phone, and made a call.
Her action quickly dispelled Roman’s doubts. Before the
receptionist could answer, he stopped her.
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