Chapter 343

Zavian’s eyes softened almost imperceptibly at her words. He leaned forward, accepting the offered bite with surprising docility.

His lips closed around her fork in a way that made Emmeline’s stomach tighten with remembered pleasure.

“You plan to make me fat, then?” He questioned after swallowing.

Emmeline watched him chew with undisguised satisfaction. The simple act of sharing food with him felt strangely intimate, more so than many of their passionate encounters.

“What if I end up with a protruding belly and crush you every time I decide to have fun with you?” Zavian added with mock concern.

Emmeline’s cheeks flushed at his words. She cut another piece of omelette for herself, savoring the perfect blend of eggs, cheese, and herbs.

Zavian smirked, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief and confidence. He leaned back in his chair casually with one arm draped over the back in a posture of complete relaxation.

“That won’t happen,” she finally r