Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418 

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The hotel hallway was dim. Nyx looked down at her cheap, dusty gown and sniffed the headache–inducing perfume, wanting to crawl into a hole. If she could, she really should’ve found a crack to slip into. 

The guy shouting her name was her agent, tearing through the place looking for her, even roping in some waitstaff to help. He’d find her soon. If he caught her, she’d be gift–wrapped and sent to some big shot’s bed tonight. 

A deal between a pimp and a tycoon–she was a nobody starlet and had no say. 

“Don’t worry, Mr. Williams, I’ll find her! She can’t get far. Yes, yes, she’s a bit wild, but she’s gorgeous, clean–a blank slate. You said it yourself–taming a wild horse is the fun part!” said the agent. 

Her agent was on the phone, groveling to someone higher up, laughing like a suck–up. 

The footsteps got closer. Nyx’s heart pounded like a drum. She tried to stand and run farther, but her body wouldn’t move. She slumped on the floor, cursing the soap–opera plot in her head.. 

That damn agent had drugged her too. Her emotions spiked, and a weird heat surged through her. Her face flushed, her mind dulled, and she couldn’t fight it. A big shadow loomed over her. 

Like a startled bird, she shrank back, her messy hair swinging aside, revealing a stunning, delicate face. Their eyes met, and both froze. 

“Little mermaid.” Nyx’s brain was mush. Staring up at that familiar face, she forgot where she was, blurting out a nickname she used to tease her male privately. 

Seafarion’s handsome face turned beet red. “Little what?” He didn’t catch that her mumble, but the teasing vibe hit him way harder–like, times a hundred. 

Before today, if anyone had talked to him that rudely, he was dead sure he wouldn’t have let it slide, guy or girl. But staring at this cute face in front of him, he couldn’t muster up even a speck of anger–go figure. 

“Why’re you sitting here?” he asked, trying to keep it together and look calm and collected, all concerned–like. “You feeling okay? Your face is super red!” 

Before he finished, a pair of slim arms suddenly grabbed his knees, pulling herself up. But she clearly didn’t have the strength–wobbled a few times and started tipping back. 

All her fake coolness vanished in a flash. Panicking, Seafarion reached out on instinct and caught her, ending up with a full- on hug. 

The wheelchair could handle both their weights no problem–Nyx was light, barely a burden. But the guy underneath her acted like he was under a ton of pressure–stiff as a board, face flaming red, practically choking on air. 

Too close. He’d never been this close to a woman before. 

Her body was small and soft, radiating this weird heat that felt contagious, spreading to him fast. She reeked of overpowering perfume, but somehow, he picked up a faint sweet scent underneath it all. 

His brain screamed at Seafarion to shove this random stranger off him right that second. But after hesitating forever, he ended up peeling off his suit jacket, draping it over her, and hitting the elevator button for the top floor instead. 

The whole top floor of the hotel had just one suite–Seafarion’s private spot. The trip back to his room had never felt so 

endless. 

He’d ditched the jacket, left in a thin shirt, but the heat wouldn’t quit. He kept telling himself over and over not to let lust take over–be a gentleman. 

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First, find her a safe place to rest, then get a doctor to check her out. Once she woke up, if she needed help, he could hook her up with a lawyer. 

All his plans went blank the second a wet kiss landed on his Adam’s apple–then it was game over, no control left. Nyx glanced down at the flustered, shy guy, a smug little grin flashing in her eyes. 

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The drug wasn’t as strong as she’d thought–she was mostly clear–headed now. But since Heavenly Law’s cheesy drama had set the stage this far, not going with the flow and having a little fun with her mermaid would’ve been a waste of the vibe. 

“Don’t–don’t do that.” He was pinned in the wheelchair with nowhere to run. His eyes got all teary and red with panic. “You’re not thinking straight–I can’t.” 

He couldn’t take advantage of her. His good upbringing made him push back hard, dodging her gaze, squirming like crazy to avoid crossing that line. Too bad Nyx had the “not sober” excuse to lean on–she had plenty of strength and tricks up her sleeve. 

Being too smug came back to bite her–she couldn’t get up the next day. Thick curtains blocked out almost all the sunlight, making it impossible to tell the time in the room. 

Nyx had been awake for a bit, sprawled flat on the big bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, not wanting to move a finger. The spot next to her was cold, the pillow and sheets way too neat, like no one had slept there. 

But Nyx was a hundred percent sure Seafarion had been by her side all night. She could tell he’d tossed and turned, not sleeping a wink. 

When she’d stirred awake and shifted her leg off him, he’d bolted out of there like a scared rabbit. He was already hers— even if he ran, it wouldn’t last long. Nyx wasn’t in a rush to chase him down. 

After lounging enough, she finally dragged herself up, washed up, and got dressed, then pushed open the bedroom door. A strange young guy was sitting stiffly on the living room sofa. Hearing her, he turned, a quick flicker of surprise crossing his face before it vanished. 

“Hello, Ms. Nyx,” he said, standing up and tossing out her name like it was no big deal, then introducing himself. “I’m Seafarion’s personal assistant–Lancet. 

“What happened yesterday was an accident–I’m sure you’d agree,” Lancet said, skipping the small talk and getting to the point. “To protect both our reputations and the company’s image, this shouldn’t leak out at all. No unnecessary trouble or fallout.” 

A weird noise–like a cough–suddenly came from the study. Nyx glanced that way, and Lancet’s spiel paused for a second. “What’s up with the boss? Is he rushing me to wrap this up?‘ he thought. 

He quickly looked away, cool as ever, and handed Nyx a folder. “This is the compensation Mr. Tanis prepared for you. Take a look–if it’s all good, just sign it.” 

The payout was so huge it was hard to wrap her head around–no one could say no to that kind of perk. 

Nyx pinched the thick folder, opened it, and skimmed it. It was a confidentiality agreement–pages listing cash and resources as payment, just for keeping last night hush–hush and pretending it never happened, 

“He told you to give me this?” asked Nyx. 

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