Celeste's POV
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4:20pm, Alpha Heirs Haven
"So... Wait," Silas placed a hand in front of my face while I slipped into my pants. "The Dean just summoned you to his office and told you my brother and Atlas would be your... Bodyguards?"
I sighed, swinging my legs. I sat on the desk, wearing nothing but my bra and pants. Hair was a mess after the fun time with Silas.
And my emotions? Still all over the place.
As for Silas, he sat on the chair behind the desk—donned in nothing but his pants. His chest was still bare, toned pecs glistening under the dim light as he poured himself some vodka.
"I swear, it doesn't get crazier than that." I snapped my neck, fingers gripping the cold desk's edge. "And Luther dared to try getting close to me. The nerves of that bone-headed brother of yours."
Silas chuckled, eyes fleeting between me and the glass of golden vodka in his grip. Then after a few seconds, he brought it close to my chest. "Are you sure you don't want a little?"
