Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth

Chapter 0120 Hannah

I couldn't quite help the way my stomach grumbled as the scents of the reception's lavish buffet wafted through the ballroom. Plate after plate piled high with gourmet delicacles caught my eye-tender cuts of meat glistening under a sweet glaze, buttery pastries dusted with powdered sugar, colorful displays of exotic fruits. I chewed my lip, my gaze wandering over the spread as the voice of my eating disorder battled relentlessly against the voice of logic. One little voice told me that this dress clung a little too snugly in certain areas for my liking. That if I took one bite too many, I might just go and burst right out of the seams. That I was a fat pig who didn't deserve food even though my hip bones still protruded from beneath my dress. But the other little voice, the more logical one, told me that just one or two things wouldn't hurt, would they? That I had worked hard today, and I deserved something good to eat. That everyone deserved food anyway, no matter what, and I was no exception. tiv as

That I was beautiful, and I deserved to be healthy, not only for myself, but for my baby

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well.

It was when a tray of fresh, fragrant bread and various mouthwatering cheeses was finally carried past me that I couldn't take it any longer. I was starving, ***t. And that food looked *good.

With my decision made, I quietly excused myself and temporarily slipped away from Noah's side, heading, for the buffet tables lining the far wall. Choosing carefully, I selected a few items-a couple chocolate-dipped strawberries, a little watercress sandwich, a glistening jam tart. All definitely foods that were on the 'safer side, but still made my mouth water.

As I surveyed the rest of the food on display with envy, trying to decide if I should go for a slice of cheesecake to top it all off, movement in my periphery drew my gaze upward. she was, across the room: Zoe. Watching me with an inscrutable expression, her eyes glittering from over the rim of her wine glass as she raised it to her lips.

There

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I froze, feeling the hair starting to p**le a little on the back of my neck as her lips curved upwards into a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. There was something almost... malicious about it. Predatory.

Like the cat catching the mouse trying to get the cheese.

Her

Her gaze held mine for a moment too long before she looked away and strode off with a swing of her hips, leaving me to wonder if I had simply imagined the dark look, Surely I had-Zoe didn't actually care if Late. If anything, she probably even encouraged it. But the brief moment was enough to dull my appetite, the knot of unease in my belly overriding the hunger pangs Clarmming up, I set my plate down without taking a single bite. Maybe next time.

"Not hungry?"

The sound of Noah's voice made me jump ever so slightly. I turned around to find him frowning down at my untouched plate.

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"Oh! Um..."

"I waved a hand in a dismissive gesture, unable to meet his probing stare. "Actually, I'm feeling a bit off. Decided against it. Do you want my plate?"

Clearly unconvinced, Noah simply arched one eyebrow at me and crossed his arms over his chest-his entire stance radiating disbelief and annoyance. I couldn't help but wince.

He knew I was lying. But it wasn't like I could tell him the truth, that just looking at his ex-girlfriend had made me no longer want to eat for some inexplicable, ridiculous reason. He would just think I was even more nuts than he already thought I was. "You need to eat," he stated simply.

Before I could protest, he was s***ng up my plate again and practically shoved it into my hands. Up close like this, the masculine scent of his cologne clouded my senses, weakening my knees just a bit.

I'm not hungry."

"I don't care. Take at least one bite," he ordered, his voice low enough so only I could hear as he sidled a little closer. "Or I'll have to force feed you myself."

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A shiver rippled through me at the stern edge in his voice. I quickly looked away, unable to stammer out a response.

Noah's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, studying the side of my face. My cheeks flushed under his scrutiny as arousal stirred deep in my core, making me shift my weight from foot to foot. Goddess, why did he have to say things like that? "Fine."

With a resigned huff, I plucked up one of the chocolate covered strawberries and popped it in my mouth to appease him. Noah's eyes remained locked on me, watching me chew and swallow. It was delicious, I had to admit-the chocolate was rich and dark, and the strawberry was perfectly ripe despite the time of year.

The look of approval that flickered across his chiseled features made my toes curl inside my high heels.

"Good girl," he muttered, plucking up another strawberry from my plate. He popped it into his mouth, his lips slowly expanding around the sweet fruit.

At the sound of his sultry words, I felt my belly clench reflexively around the sudden tightening in my groin. I bit back a whimper as another rush of heat flooded my core. This wasn't the time or place, but my body clearly didn't care. I needed to get out of there. Now.

"Excuse me," I managed in a strangled tone. I shoved my plate back into his hands, spun on my heel and beelined away from Noah before he could see the full effect his words had on me.

I didn't dare look back, keeping my eyes locked dead ahead as I half-ran, half-walked towards the nearest hallway I could duck into. The heavy p**k doors groaned in protest as I pushed through them, finding myself in a dimly lit corridor. I just needed some fresh air to clear my head and regain my composure.

Air,

With a shuddering exhale, I leaned back against the cool stone wall, screwing my eyes shut as I willed the

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throbbing ache between my legs to subside. This was utterly ridiculous.

So he had called me a good girl in that same syrupy tone he used when commanding me around behind closed doors. That shouldn't have been enough to make me completely lose control. But it had.

After drawing in a deep breath through my nose and out through my mouth a few times, I wrenched my eyes shut and shook my head.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Get a grip. I thought to myself before pushing myself away from the wall and heading back toward the party. They're just words. Nothing more. I just need to get back to the party and play it cool and- Before I could fully formulate that thought, a hulking form stepped in my way. A jet black suit, a crimson tie, and a pair of green eyes stared at me from behind a head of dark hair.

Noah smirked down at me, pressing his palm into the wall behind me.

"You're embarrassed," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I can tell from the redness in your ch***ks."