Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame-Chapter 77: Humble Abode.

Bethany hummed to herself as she set their plates and cutleries on the small round table in the kitchen, swaying her wide hips in the huge top she had on.

She felt a set of eyes on her hip, and was tempted to turn to him, but decided against it.

If he wanted to look, he was free to do so, besides she’d done same.

Couldn’t have her wolf cursing at her again.

She placed the pot of freshly made spicy tomato pasta, with small chunks of medium rare steaks, scattered on the top, smiling as she took in her handiwork.

"Damn." Theo said, coming to stand beside her. "Now that’s picture worthy." He said, whipping out his phone, already taking a picture.

Bethany blushed on the side, waiting for him to finish taking his pictures so she could cover the pot.

When he was done, she covered it, then left his side going to the refrigerator to pull out two bottles of chilled water and a pack of orange juice. She placed the waters on either sides of the table, then moved to place the orange juice at the middle, beside the pot, but Theo stopped her midway.

"This is a meal to be served with wine." He pointed.

"Well, smart ass. It’s past eight in the morning. Way too early to have wine, don’t you think?" She asked rhetorically, placing the orange juice on the table, before going to take off her apron.

"Come, let’s go brush our teeth." She said, stretching her arm for him take her hand. Reluctantly he did, giving her a skeptical look.

"I don’t feel safe right now." He said, following her lead as she pulled him into the hallway.

"You shouldn’t." She said, stopping abruptly, causing him to bump into her.

"What happened?" He asked, confusion in his tone.

"Show me my room. Since you want me to ask." She said, her look and words dripping with accusation.

"Oh come on. I’m sorry." He whined.

"Apology unaccepted." She said, her arms folded across her chest. "Can I see my room now?"

"I will show you, but please tell me what I can do to appease you, I know I’m a dick, but there has to be something I can do." He pleaded.

"There’s nothing actually. And I’m not pissed." She said shrugging her shoulders, her eyes in his. "But there might be something..." She drawled, a small smirk appearing on her lips.

"I knew there was something-"

"Of course there is. But I’m not gonna tell you now, just show me my room, I need to brush my teeth, and clean up. I smell horrible." She quipped, moving to the side so he could lead the way.

"Mm okay. I will show you your room, but you could use mine." He offered, moving head, stopping two doors from his own.

"I know, but I want to smell like roses, and not like you." She chipped, standing beside him, trying as hard as possible to hide her anticipation.

Theo scoffed at her words, deciding to ignore the bait. "You’re a terrible liar, but it’s okay. I understand." He said opening the door, going in to stand by the side.

"Welcome to your humble abode, Princess." He said, smiling to hide his nervousness. Luckily, she was too entranced with the room to pay him any heed.

Bethany took steady steps into her dark themed room, just like his.

Her feet on the ebony black rug felt like walking on a soft squishy carpet grass with bare feet, only that this one had smooth tiny hair, and felt so good on under her feet.

She padded her way further into the room as he turned on the light, living her in awe.

The bed was just like the one they all lay on at their penthouse, round but not so big. It had soft looking pillows with fringes surrounding the edges of the bed, while soft silver net drapes fell on all the sides, leaving only one side open, making it look like a very exquisite tent.

The room was painted ebony black with faint silver streaks on them, causing the ebony color to pop even more.

Every other feature in the room was white.

Her dressing table was a pearly white glass table, that had a huge clear mirror sitting on the wall just above it, several bulbs lining it.

She didn’t go closer to take a look at the varieties of make up and accessories on it because she knew she wasn’t going to be able to recognize most of them.

The doors to her toilet and closet were black as well but had wing carved handles.

She turned to look at Theo who still stood by the open door, a small smile on his face, but his tense shoulders and stiff smile told her how nervous he was.

"Thank you, Theo." She muttered, making her way towards him, not taking her eyes off his.

"Uh, okay. Do you like it?" He asked. "I’m sorry it’s so dark, just wanted our rooms to match. You can always redecorate if you want to. I-"

Bethany cut off his rambling by sealing her lips with his, standing on her toes so she could reach him properly, her hand threading his hair from behind, pulling him closer.

He leaned in closer almost immediately, pulling her waist closer to him, kissing her fervently.

Her toes were beginning to get sore so she had to stand on her feet, but this affected the rhythm, so he lifted her to his waist, wrapping her legs around it, holding her firmly under her ass, while she wrapped her hand around his neck, kissing him deeply.

His warmth seeped through her top to her boobs, causing her nipples to stiffen against his chest.

Seeking more warmth, she pulled him impossibly closer to herself, subconsciously grinding her tits on him, eliciting a deep groan from deep in his throat.

Reluctantly, he pulled his head back with all his might, cause she she pulling him really close, looking into her lust filled eyes.

"Actual food first, then we can ravish each other later."

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