She belongs to the Alpha King novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92*** designing a dress for her!

King Valdo pov***

And yes, we arrived safely and everything was going normally for those couple of days, until I decided to give her something.

Yes, new gifts, and no I don’t feel bored for making her happy.

But that was totally different.

I pulled her up and walked with her to the huge closet, in the middle there was my gift.

I turned the lights on and said “come over here, I want to show something.”

She hung up her mouth amused and walked slowly touching the dress with her fingers “wow! It’s amazing, is that for me?”

I blurted out immediately “yes sure for you. Not for me! I’m a male remember?”

She pursed her lips and turned her eyes back to the dress stunned but something else was scrolling in her mind, she asked me hesitantly “yes, sure my king. I mean— why?”

I sighed and said “I designed it for you.”

She widened her eyes impressed, and commented complimenting me “really? You are very talented.”

I shook my head with a grin covering my face that was red already “don’t compliment me.”

She giggled back and said to me gently “I’m not, it’s amazing. I’m stunned actually.”

I asked her concerned, I really wanted her to like that one “so do you like it?”

She nodded her head gladly and asked me curious “sure. But what’s the occasion?”

And pushed her to the dress and zipped my mouth, not telling her “just get ready and wear it, you will know it very soon.”

She thanked me softly glaring at the dress while taking it off and handing it to her “okay. thanks.”

I mentioned and pecked her lips in passionate longingly one “don’t thank me.”

She gulped nervously and gazed at me deeply “why?”

I moved my fingers sensually to her cheeks and informed her with the deep feelings inside of my heart “told you. I’m already yours.”

She raised her brow and said loudly “and I already belong to—”

She paused and asked her hurriedly with lost temper “to whom?”

She snapped her fingers and grinned telling me “to the Alpha king.”

I sighed in relief exhaling deeply and muttered “how could the gods send me something adorable and cute and pretty like you?”

She made a puppy face and blushed “don’t make fun of me. I’m not like that.”

I licked the corner of my mouth teasing her but looking to her seductively “you are more than that actually. I guess I’m blind.”

She gasped and worried “what?” she was easy to be teased actually and I liked to do that to her most of the time.

I pulled a strand of her hair back to her ear and leaned closer to her ear saying in a whisper tickling tone “I’m blinded with your love. I can’t take you out of my mind, even if you are next to me! That's painful and stresses me and makes me worried all the time, I feel like putting you in my pocket to not lose you.”

She smirked, hitting my chest in protest, gently faking that my words hurt her feelings. “I’m not that tiny.”

I cupped her cheeks and deeply in a sharp tone said to her not joking at all “seriously! I love you. Don’t ever hate me or leave me or fall for another one.”

She threw herself into my wide chest and hugged me tightly saying innocently “I will never do something like that not in this life and not in another life.”

The best thing about having a soul mate is that the two souls will always be together, always need each other and always feel so attached as one. Something cannot be splatted not in this life and not in another.

Every time she is by my side or sleeping, I feel like waking her up and shower her with kisses and apologize to her for not being a poet or not having the proper words that could describe how much I love her or how much I want her.

Sometimes I feel like staring only at her face and that is just enough for me and on the other times I feel like yelling at her and threatening her to not leave or I will kill her. So much conflicted feelings inside my heart and my brain because of her strong love that beat up the hell out of me.

Yes, I do love her. I can’t deny that. with every valve of my heart. Everything in me throbs for her. every inch in my body wants her. I wish I could be with her forever, for eternity not just for the last breath of mine.

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She is the only woman whom I never get tired or bored of talking to. I will never get a headache from that.

She is the only woman that I keep thinking of day and night, she is the only one who has the ability to cross my mind and send me in a long maze with no end.

She is the only one who can make me smile without even trying, and she could make me huff and buff annoyed and angry by just teasing me childishly.

The affections of her on my body is beyond the beliefs. Something cannot be stopped or controlled.