Chapter 73: Sleeping next to you [2]
Knox opened his hazy eyes. He saw Azrael watching him with a satisfied look on his face. Embarrassment dawned on him. He quickly turned his head away and pushed Azrael, only for his hands to be caught in his embrace.
"Let go. Tell me what you mean instead," he persuaded the guy. Anymore than kissing would surely awaken his lower region, so he kicked Azrael and flailed his hands to free himself. Once the alpha gave him room to escape, he immediately rolled to the side and at on the bed instead, gathering back the sheets and draping them over his folded knees.
Knox asked again, "What do you mean? What scandal??"
Azrael lay on his sides, propping up his head with his folded arm. He tapped the spot next to him as he responded, "You were carried by your father when you fainted. He shamelessly announced that you’re his son, so what else could there be, but another scandal involving the noble Horace Family and their hidden illegitimate son?"
Without hesitation, Knox answered firmly, "You’re lying. You’re just making it up. There’s no way that man would carry me in his arms and admit I’m his son."
Azrael’s face changed. His jaw clenched. "Is that how you’re being treated?"
"How else do you think an illegitimate child will be treated?" Knox smiled bitterly, sporting a pained expression on his face. He looked away from Azrael and stared at the darkening sky from the glass windows of his cottage. "It’s to be expected. As you said, a noble family having an illegitimate child is a big scandal and disgrace, a stain on their honorable reputation. So, I don’t really believe that the chairman would throw all that away and claim me as his son. That’s just...a pipe dream I once had."
"It’s no longer a dream. It really happened. You can ask your brother if you don’t believe me. Also, stop looking away from me," Azrael grabbed Knox’s arm and yanked him down to the bed.
"Hey...! What—
"Are you hungry? If you are, I’d ask Roy to deliver food here," Azrael interrupted. Knox was pulled down on the bed, his body facing Azrael, and his face was just inches away from him.
His forehead creased in bewilderment. He really couldn’t understand what was going on in the alpha’s head. "I’m not hungry. I don’t have an appetite."