Vampire's Veil Of Obsession-Chapter 104: Reward..

As if that wasn’t shocking enough, the man stood from his seat, gave a slow bow, and then turned to leave. Lilia’s eyes remained fixed on him, her curiosity piqued. Suddenly, Zethan’s expression darkened slightly at her gaze. He moved his hand gently, holding her chin and turning her face to his side. He spoke quietly.

"Go on,wife. Eat," he said, as he passed the fruit to her.

Now, Lilia was beginning to grow even more curious.

’Who was that man? Did he hear her?’

She was certain that she had only whispered—no, it wasn’t even a whisper; she had barely mouthed the words. How had he heard her? Was it possible he was truly the vampire?

She should have reached out and asked Zethan, but then again, she wasn’t sure if he would tell her. He had already informed her that vampires will also be attending.

Lilia decided to take the fruit, and that was all she needed to do. She didn’t want to overeat, even though Zethan kept placing steak and food on her plate.

She quietly ate the fruit. Once she was done, she gently moved her hands, softly tapping Zethan on the hands—a silent sign that she had finished and was now waiting for him. But the moment her fingers rested on his, he turned to her, offering a calm look.

Without a word, he stood up. All eyes fell on him, yet he paid them no mind. Instead, he reached out, taking her hand—hers still resting in his—and then lifted her gently. With an elegance that commanded the room, he led her toward the exit. No one dared to speak or move as he passed. His presence alone was enough to keep the room still.

Outside, licas stood, holding a card. He bowed as they approached as he spoke in his usual, calm professional voice.

"Boss. Mrs Lilia. This way," he said, leading them toward the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and both Lilia and Zethan stepped inside. The doors closed silently behind them.

The elevator moved smoothly, but the silence between them was calm,warm. Lilia knew—Lucas had not gone. The elevator was designed for two, and nothing else. It was almost as if the room had been designed specifically for them—an intimate space meant only for their presence.

It pinged.

Silence filled the space as it moved, and then it stopped, the doors opening to reveal a hallway. Lilia stepped out. But before she could take another step, Lucas was waiting for them. He bowed respectfully once more. Without a word, he turned and began to walk ahead, leading them until he stopped before a large door.

He pressed the card against the scanner. It beeped, unlocked, and the door opened with a quiet whoosh.

Lilia walked inside, her heart racing. She paused, taking in the room around her in awe. It was nothing like she had imagined. There was a king-sized bed at the center, its soft glow casting from hidden lights. A dining area stood in the corner, and a glass wall revealed rows of elegantly displayed dresses. Nearby, a cozy corner was layered with plush rugs and surrounded by bookshelves—an inviting space that beckoned her to settle down with a good book. The room felt like it had been designed just for them, as though every detail had been planned with them in mind.

It was almost too beautiful. Too perfect. Too good to be true.

A smile touched her lips, but then she heard the door close behind her. She turned to find Zethan watching her, his eyes calm but intense.

Softly, he asked, "Do you love it?"

She nodded with a smile but her thoughts weren’t just about the room. It wasn’t the space itself—it was the fact that she would be sharing it with him. That thought made her heart flutter, though she couldn’t quite explain why.

She looked into his eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... I do. This is very beautiful."

Zethan smiled as he moved towards her, a rare softness in his gaze as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. His touch was gentle.

"Finally," he murmured, his voice low and filled with quiet satisfaction. "We’re alone... this is what I’ve wanted all along."

Before she could speak, Zethan had already crossed the distance between them, drawing her into a kiss. It was slow at first, exploratory, as if they were both savoring the moment. Then another kiss, deeper this time, as the weight of the room seemed to press in on them.

Zethan slowly pulled away, his breath a soft rasp against her lips. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. His head rested in the crook of her neck, and he pressed a soft kiss to her skin, followed by a gentle, lingering suck.

Lilia moaned quietly, her breath hitching as she managed to whisper his name. "Ze... Zethan... how about the gathering?"

Zethan’s voice rumbled softly against her skin, the vibrations making her shiver. "As I said earlier... I make my own rules. We’ll start officially tomorrow. The gathering can wait. Right now... we’re together. Let’s enjoy ourselves."

Before she could respond, he captured her lips in another deep kiss, his hands moving to her sides with a slow, deliberate touch.

A soft whine escaped her lips without warning, and Zethan’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. He pulled back, looking at her with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

He reached up and brushed her hair—those curl strands—back behind her ears, his touch gentle. He studied her face for a moment, as if searching for something he hadn’t found yet. Then, without a word, he scooped her up into his arms, his strength surprising her again, and carried her toward the bed.

Lilia’s heart skipped a beat as he sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding her close. For a moment, they just sat there, the room quiet except for the soft sound of their breathing.

To Lilia’s surprise, Zethan bent down and gently lifted her leg. His hands were careful as he removed the boot like shoe she had worn earlier, easing the pressure from her foot. She hadn’t realized how much it had been hurting her, standing for so long, walking all over in those boots. It was a relief she hadn’t expected, and she exhaled, surprised at how much she had been holding in. She hadn’t even told him—yet he had noticed.

The realization hit her hard. Her heart swelled at the gesture, though part of her still found it unbelievable. He was bending... for her. He was doing something so simple, yet so significant, and she hadn’t even asked for it.

He moved to her other leg, removing the second boot just as gently. Once it was off, he stood and bent down again, this time to take off his own shoes. The motion was fluid, almost graceful, as if they had done this a thousand times before. It felt... natural.

Zethan gathered both pairs of shoes and walked across the room, placing them neatly in the cabinet meant for used shoes. Then, he returned to her, his movements deliberate, each one as if it had a purpose.

With little effort, he slid off his suit jacket and set it aside, revealing the muscles beneath his clothes. His fingers reached for hers, and for a moment, he just held them. He didn’t speak—he didn’t need to.

Lilia was about to say something—maybe ask what he was doing—but stopped when he spoke, his voice casual but tinged with amusement.

"I might as well undress you," he said, his voice laced with a strange mix of amusement and heat. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

She blinked, her breath catching. She hadn’t expected him to say that. Not so openly. Not so...casually.

Before she could process what he meant, his hand moved to his belt.

FLAP.

The sound echoed softly in the room as he began to undo it.

Just as he was about to pull the last strap free from his belt, ready to undo it completely, he was taken by surprise when she placed her hands over his. Her fingers gently held his, stilling the movement. His hands remained frozen over the buckle.

"Let me do that, honey."

Zethan’s eyes dilated slightly in shock. Did his wife just say that? His jaw tensed in pleasure already as he removed his hands. Lilia’s small ones moved to take over, gently grasping the belt to undo it. She raised her head, and—

F*ck She was just maddeningly gorgeous doing that.

Her hands moved quietly before—

FLAP.

It came undone. She held the edge of his trousers, pulling them down, making Zethan’s lips part in shock. Was this really his wife doing this? His Loris?

"Ohh f*ck... you have no idea what you’re doing to me." he whispered sexily.

"You’ve been a very sweet and gentle husband to me today, so I want to reward you," she spoke softly.

Zethan stiffened, and to his surprise, she pulled down his shorts slightly, his cock coming into view, standing erect.

"Oh Lilia... how about you do it," he whispered.

Lilia raised her head, her innocent eyes staring up at him. Zethan couldn’t believe it—just this alone, and he was already damn hard.

"Huh?" That was all she said, and Zethan lost control.

"Use your mouth. Put my cock inside your pretty little mouth, sweetheart." he said impatiently.