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Chapter 459

---- higher and I hear my heart thud in my chest as I realise he was watching me all this time: Aware of me checking him out.

Damn.

What am I doing? And seeing him why do I got reminded of him? Could it be because of his eyes? Daughter! It's great you joined us.

Come here.

I want you to meet someone.

I look at dad and softly nod at him.

My eyes flicker between Dad and him.

I slowly walk towards where they were standing and I see him folding his hands on his chest and leaning back on the wall to stare at me.

He was checking me out this time.

Unashamed.

Indiscreet.

In front of all the people...

even my own father without a single line of fear on his forehead ---- ee = Dad would have beheaded a man if he even dared to look me in the eye.

Let alone raise his head.

But he wouldn't do that to him.

He was the only exception.

And he knew it.

The weight of his gaze felt like lead, yet I kept going.

Clenching my fists I keep my head high and walk dignified.

I stand beside dad and he immediately wraps an arm around my shoulder.

I immediately felt at ease But it was short lived His eyes flicker between dads hand on my shoulder and then my eyes.

And I swear I saw something shift in them.

Whats his problem? Damien meet Zariyan.

My daughter.

---- Chapter 247 T expected him to drop down on his knees, ask for my hand and kiss it.

That's how all men, Cret or werewolves, old or young meet me.

It's a sign of respect for the royal title.

However, he did none.

Rather, getting up to his full height.

He places aside his glass, delves his hand in his pockets and just nods at me I blink.

That was it? How am I supposed to respond to that? He doesn't even say anything.

Yet not once his eyes leave mine " General.

It's important." One of his army men interrupt, bowing at us and he ---- eee = walks away after giving dad a slight nod.

I kept standing there looking at the man in disbelief.

I thought I will give him a cold shoulder and he will reject me.

But look at him.

He is even doing better than me.

Dad tugs me to a side to whisper.

"T told you to dress however you liked.

But T didn't mean sone pajamas and T, daughter!" " Dad.

These are joggers.

Not pyjamas." "You are impossible.

So many important guests are here-" "Tt's fine.

I am comfortable in them." To be honest I was not.

I was not at all comfortable.noveldrama

Inside these loose clothes I was sweating like a pig I stuck out like a sore thumb here, especially in front of that man.

Tlim and I were the two most noticeable people here