Chapter 96. How About Dinner?

They stared at each other for two seconds before Wayne's deep baritone voice resounded in the dungeon.

“Come here,” he said to her. She felt chills running down her spine and she gulped. She glanced at everyone in the room and they all seemed to be waiting for her to obey her mate's command. She pinned her lips together and looked back at Wayne who was leaning in his signature position; him sitting in a slanted way, with his head titled to the side and his knuckles supporting the side of his face.

Olive overlooked all the faces in the room which were staged on her and she began to walk towards her mate. She reached him and he held out his hand for her to hold. Taking her slender fingers in his, he pulled her gently and she sat on his laps.

“Wayne, what is...” she trailed off when she saw his face coming towards hers. Slowly and smoothly, the Big Bad Alpha placed his lips on hers and drew her closer to himself. There was an eruption of shouts behind them as his men made so