Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession-Chapter 50: Wicked idea

"Tell me about this dream," Roman demanded.

"No," Tessy declined firmly. She didn’t know why he was asking the questions, and she didn’t trust him.

"It’s important, Tessy."

"No," she declined again. "Not until you give me a befitting reason why you need to know all these things."

While she was talking, Roman was already working on a reason to give to her. "Some of these conditions are inherited from family members you look very much like. If we can trace this person, we can get you a cure."

"Are you a psychiatrist?" Tessy probed.

"Williams is an expert in this field. His interrogation method is harsh and I don’t want you to deal with him. That’s why I’m the one here with you. If you give me the correct answers, he will carry out the research and find you a solution in no time." Roman twisted the answer again in a way that wouldn’t give her a clear picture of what he was talking about, even though it was the truth.

"But it’s just a dream. I’ve never met this person in real life," Tessy repeated, conflicted at that point.

"Anything that can give us a lead is important. It doesn’t matter if it’s a dream, vision, or imagination. Just tell me."

Tessy gave up. She narrated the dream to the best of her knowledge, leaving out everything about what happened after she woke up.

Roman put on a thoughtful look. "Since when have you been having this dream?"

"Since I met you," Tessy fired at him, shooting him a glare as she suddenly felt the need to be mad at him as if it was his fault she was having the weird dreams.

Her answer caught Roman unawares, but he tried to maintain a straight face.

"Can you remember what the forest you were running through looked like?" he threw another question, and this time, Tessy looked like she couldn’t believe him.

"How do you expect me to be taking note or admiring the scenery when I was running for my life? I was scared, for God’s sake," Tessy answered in exasperation. "You don’t think it’s a random dream?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"I can’t say for now. Let Williams look into it and I’ll get back to you when he gives me some information," Roman answered her question, gazing into her eyes as if he sought to get lost in them.

Ever since he stepped into the room, her scent had been messing with his senses, but the important issue he had to discuss with her helped him stay sane.

Now that the issue was partly out of the way, he was fighting hard to keep his hands to himself.

He reached out to touch her face, but suddenly paused midway and retracted his hand, a move that confused Tessy when she noticed it.

Before she could say anything, he was already speaking.

"Before we get the results of the diagnosis, there’s one important thing you have to do to prevent you from going crazy. You have to eat."

"I’m not going back down to the dining room. I have no energy left," Tessy shook her head.

"I got you covered," Roman uttered, then fetched his phone from his pocket as he dialed Trevor’s number. "Bring my baby’s food upstairs," he ordered, then ended the call.

Outwardly, Tessy gave no reaction. She only stared at him for a few seconds before looking away. However, she couldn’t deny the fluttering feeling his words sent to her stomach. Francis had only ever called her by her name since she came to know him, but she couldn’t count the number of nicknames Roman had used to refer to her, and they were all sweet.

Soon the food arrived as if they had just been at the other end of the hallway when he made the call.

"You can leave," he dismissed Trevor and the servant with him, and they gave a bow before exiting the room and leaving the couple alone.

Knowing the next thing that would come out of his mouth would be for her to start eating, Tessy moved to pick up the cutlery, but he stopped her from reaching it.

"You’re injured. No stressing your hand tonight," he said, taking the first bite of the food before extending the next one to her. "Ahh... Open up," he said, hovering the fork around her closed lips.

Tessy was stunned for a few seconds as she fixed her gaze on the outstretched fork. "I can eat by myself. My injury is not that bad," she said, doing her best not to open her lips too wide while speaking.

Although Roman didn’t respond, he didn’t withdraw the fork. His insistent gaze settled on her until she finally gave up and opened her mouth to accept the food.

Like a child granted his best wish, a wide smile appeared on his face as he moved to repeat the action again and again, taking one bite and extending the next to her.

"Does Williams Xander live here?" she asked after some time of being fed like a baby.

"He stays here if he has business around this vicinity," Roman answered.

"Are you two related?" Tessy threw another question.

"Liam is part of the family."

"So he’s your brother?" Tessy probed, and Roman wore a thoughtful look.

"He’s like a brother to me."

"Not your brother then," she noted, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Are you..." she started to ask, but stopped herself before she could complete the question.

But Roman was not ready to let it slide. "Am I what?" he asked, curious to know what was running through her mind.

"Are you gay?" she finally completed the question, scared of what the answer might be.

Roman looked taken aback by her question. "No," he answered, pausing his hand movement toward the plate of food. "Why did you ask?"

"Williams Xander, Trevor, Daniel, Cody - all men. All the servants in the house are men. Not a single woman around. The only woman I’ve seen here is your business partner, Seraphina. But she doesn’t live here," Tessy gave her reasons for asking the questions, even though those were only part of the reasons.

Roman flashed her a smile. How was he going to explain to her that he was cursed to abhor a woman’s touch for centuries, reason he had no females around him?

"I’m straight, baby. I love women," he said, but frowned the next second. "No, that didn’t come out right. I love only one woman, and that woman is you."

"If that’s true, then why haven’t you made any effort to touch me since we got married?" Tessy asked, bringing up her second reason, recalling his earlier action of trying to touch her but changing his mind.

Instead of responding, Roman shut his eyes as her question stirred something dangerous inside of him.

"Don’t tempt me," he finally said, opening his eyes after regaining control. "You don’t know how badly I want you, Tessy. But I already promised to court you properly and win your heart the right way this time, and that involves not touching you unless you give me permission to. Don’t make me break my promise." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Tessy didn’t have words. He sounded so sweet she wanted to cry. However, instead of tears, another wicked idea began to take form in her mind.