Page 263 of King of Jealousy


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The man she had loved for years.

He was looking at her with that unbearably tender gaze while whispering those words to her like she was the most precious thing in his world.

The feelings she had buried for years pounded violently in her chest, making her almost breathless.

Amara quickly slid her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down against her, burying her burning face into his neck to hide her embarrassment.

Elias let out a quiet chuckle.

The next second, his lips found her neck again, showering her skin with soft kisses.

Amara giggled helplessly as he pulled the blanket over both of them once more.

It wasn’t until late evening that Elias finally let her leave the bedroom.

They showered together afterward, and Amara casually changed into shorts and an oversized top while Elias only wore a pair of dark lounge pants.

The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, Elias immediately scooped her into his arms.

“Elias!” she laughed, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

He carried her out into the living room where the dinner they had ordered earlier was waiting on the table.

Amara leaned up slightly, and Elias tilted his head down at the same time. Their lips met in a quick kiss. Both of them grinned afterward without even realizing it.

“What the fuck?”

The unfamiliar voice startled both of them instantly.

Elias stopped abruptly.

Amara flinched and tightened her arms around his neck as both of them whipped their heads toward the entrance.

Jasper stood near the door, frozen halfway through closing it behind him. His eyes were wide with disbelief.

“What the fuck?!” Elias barked this time.

His hold around Amara tightened immediately.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Jasper frowned right back at him.

“Dude, I live here! What the hell areyoudoing here?”

Then his eyes shifted toward Amara in Elias’s arms.

Elias instantly turned sideways, shielding her from Jasper’s gaze like a territorial lunatic.

“Don’t look at her,” he snapped coldly.

Amara smacked Elias’s shoulder immediately.

“Stop it,” she hissed. “It’s not like I’m naked. Put me down.”

Elias glanced down at her, clearly displeased.

Instead of answering, he simply turned around and carried her straight back toward the bedroom.