Page 88 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire

The guards’ faces were stoic. “May we leave now, Your Highness?”

Alessandro nodded. “Please let the Council know that she will be bonded by blood oath tonight.”

“Understood, Your Highness.” They bowed to Alessandro and left, all the while scrupulously preventing their gazes from crossing the still red-faced Kassia.

“Professor?” Kassia only found the courage to speak when she and Alessandro were walking to his car, which had been driven by one of his men. Behind them, Domenico walked the opposite way, where his own car waited.

“Mm?”

“Will I always make a fool of myself around you?” she asked very seriously.

His lips curved. “Probably.”

Her shoulders slumped. “You don’t have to sound so cheerful about it.”

“I can’t help it,” he said. “Right now, I’m on top of the world, knowing how much you love me. You’re such a shy creature, and yet you actually attempted public fornication in the name of love—-”

“Professor!”

Laughing, he lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers. “I love you, little Kassia.”

She stilled.

“All my life, I was waiting for you and I hadn’t even known it. I never dreamt that someone like you could exist, that someone could make me feel so damn happy and terrified all the time.”

Tears started stinging her eyes again. “Oh, Professor. I never knew you could be so wonderfully romantic.”

In the distance, he heard Domenico laugh at Kassia’s words.

“Your words were so much like a poet’s...”

While her words,Alessandro thought,were making him sound like a lovesick idiot.

Her eyes suddenly started shining, and Alessandro became even warier when her voice took on a hopeful note. “Professor?”

“What is it?”

“Do you think you’ll ever write me a love letter?”

Almost every Lyccan in the vicinity, his traitorous brother included, doubled over in laughter at the request.

He opened his mouth to refuse, but then he made the mistake of looking into Kassia’s eyes—-

Ah.

So this was love.

“Every day if you want me to,” he heard himself promise.

TWO YEARS LATER

Alessandro and Kassia were enjoying a secret meal in his office when across the table she released another dreamy-sounding sigh. Since he didn’t think it was the taste of their cafeteria’s spaghetti that was making her swoon mentally, he had to ask, “What is it?”

“I just can’t forget how beautiful Domenico and Misty’s mating was.” She sighed again. “It was so romantic.”

The professor raised a brow. “Bangingis romantic?”

Ignoring his words, she continued, “Just imagine how much love it took to—-”