Her Rebirth.-Chapter 85

Sera strolled through the mall with boba tea in one hand and her phone in the other, idly scrolling through memes as she wandered from shop to shop. Her mind drifted to Amelia and how boring her life had become since she moved in with Kai.

"She better not forget about me," Sera muttered under her breath, huffing as she turned into a boutique with a splashy red sale sign.

As she browsed, her eyes landed on a luxurious red lingerie set displayed on a mannequin. She paused, one brow arched, then slowly grinned with mischief.

"Oh, Amelia is going to kill me," she whispered, already pulling out her card.

...

Amelia sat curled on the living room couch, sipping tea with a book resting in her lap. Poppy lay on her lap, purring contentedly as Amelia gently stroked his fur. Then the doorbell rang...

She stood up and opened the door and blinked in surprise as she saw a delivery guy. He held out a black box tied with a deep red ribbon.

"Miss Cosgrove?"

"That’s me," she said, accepting the box.

"This is from a Miss Sera Langford. Have a good day."

She thanked him, closed the door, and carried the package into the living room where Kai sat reading some smut romance novel with a serious expression, while slowly drinking coffee.

"What did Sera send?" he asked casually, not looking up.

"I don’t know... it’s probably snacks or something dumb," she said, placing the box on the table and starting to open it. But the moment she pulled back the tissue paper and saw what was inside, her entire body froze.

Lying in the box was a bold red lingerie set, all lace and silk, and barely-there coverage. She stared at it for a full three seconds before yelping and trying to slam the lid shut.

"What in the world is wrong with her?! Why would she send this?!" her cheeks flushed up in embarrassment from what she had just seen.

Kai finally looked up. Curious about what made her so embarrassed, he stood up and plucked the box from her hands.

Amelia gasped. "No, Kai..."

But Kai paid no mind to her. Instead, he lifted the lingerie out.

"My, my," he murmured, lips curving into a slow, dangerous grin. "Your friend has excellent taste."

Amelia reached to grab it back, her face flaming. "Give it back!"

Kai held it just out of reach, eyes glittering mischievously as he dangled it from two fingers. "Tell me, love... was she suggesting this for a special occasion... between both of us?"

"Of course not!" she snapped. "It’s clearly a joke—an awful one."

He turned the lingerie in his hand, studying it carefully. "No joke could be this... inspiring."

Amelia groaned and turned away, muttering, "I’m going to kill her."

Kai stepped closer, voice low and filled with heat. "You know, I’ve imagined you in a lot of things. Silk, satin... nothing at all. But this? This is dangerous," he said teasingly.

Amelia stiffened. "Kai..."

He leaned in from behind, letting his lips graze the tip of her ear. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep my hands off you when you walk around? One glimpse of your thighs and I’m already imagining how you’d sound moaning my name."

She turned to glare at him, but he was so close, her breath caught in her throat. His eyes were darker now, hungrier.

He lifted the lingerie between them, brushing the fabric against her arm, sending shivers across her skin. "Red suits you. Especially when you blush like this."

"I am not—!"

He kissed the corner of her mouth, interrupting her protest. "You are. And I love it."

Amelia’s knees felt weak. Her hands clutched the edge of the sofa for support. "You’re getting way too much amusement from this."

"Oh, darling," he said softly, lips brushing down to her jaw, "but I am not joking. Do you know how I am being tortured by you every single day? You walk around like some elegant little goddess, and I’m supposed to pretend I don’t want to bend you over every surface in this house? Do you know how I wanted to fuck you so badly to death when I saw you in those rabbit pajamas?"

Her mouth fell open. "K-Kai!"

He tilted his head, quite amused by her reaction. "It will be quite nice seeing you in this, especially in bed, then I’ll get to open you gently, just like a present for me..."

"Kai!" she shrieked, pushing him back, scandalized.

He chuckled, clearly amused by her flustered reaction. "What? Just being honest."

She was crimson by now, utterly flustered and frozen in place as he stepped back, finally letting her breathe.

He gently placed the lingerie back in the box and handed it to her. "Still want to throw it away?"

Amelia could barely look at him. "I... I need some space."

"Keep it," he said, brushing his fingers through her hair before walking back to the couch. "You’ll wear it. Sooner or later."

Amelia turned away, cheeks burning as she muttered, "Sera is so dead..."

Amelia stormed upstairs, still clutching the box like it was radioactive. Once inside her room, she threw it on the bed, grabbed her phone, and immediately dialed Sera. Her cheeks were still burning, and she could still feel Kai’s words lingering on her skin.

The call connected after two rings.

"Sera," Amelia snapped the moment she heard Sera’s cheery "Hello?"

"Oh, you got it already?" Sera replied sweetly, clearly proud of herself. "How did it look on you?" ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"What the hell did you send me?!" Amelia practically hissed, pacing across the room furiously. "Do you want me to die of embarrassment?"

Sera laughed, completely unfazed. "Oh please, you needed something sexy in your life. You need spice! And I did what a true friend would do —help you in your area of need."

"I was with Kai when I opened it!"

There was a brief pause, followed by an evil cackle. "Even better!"

Amelia groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "He’s already impossible. Now he’s even worse. He said, he said things, Sera."

Sera’s grin was audible through the phone. "Oh? What kind of things?"

"I am not repeating them!" Amelia hissed. "And for the record, I’m throwing that damn thing away."

"Don’t you dare!" Sera gasped. "That was really expensive!"

"Then come and take it back yourself," Amelia grumbled, walking over to the bed and flopping face-first into it. "You’re evil..."

"I only want what’s best for your sex life," Sera chirped. "You’re welcome."

Amelia groaned again. "I’m hanging up before I say something I might regret."

"Fine, fine. But if you do try it on... light some candles. Set the mood. Tell Kai I said you’re welcome."

"SERA!"

Click.

Amelia sighed into her pillow, still mortified and completely unaware of Kai, who was standing outside the door of the room.

Kai, who had come up to tease her some more when her raised voice caught his attention, had paused just long enough to catch that last sentence. His eyes gleamed with amusement.

"Throwing it away, huh?" he murmured to himself, lips curving.

Amelia was still face-down on her bed, groaning into a pillow, when the door creaked open behind her.

She bolted upright and turned to see the intruder. "K-Kai?!"

He leaned casually against the doorframe with his arms crossed, his eyes filled with mischievousness. "You really shouldn’t scream my name like that, love. I might get the wrong idea."

Amelia grabbed a nearby pillow and launched it at him. "Get out!"

He caught it one-handed and chuckled. "You know, for someone supposedly mortified, you look quite adorable."

She narrowed her eyes at him, cheeks still red. "You’re enjoying this way too much."

Kai stepped into the room. "It’s really nice to see you flustered. It’s incredibly charming."

"I was ambushed, okay?" she grumbled, turning away, trying not to let how close he was scramble her brain again.

He came closer, his voice deep just enough to stir butterflies in her stomach. "I think it is rather a nice gift, wrapped in lace and..."

Amelia whipped around, interrupting him. "Don’t you dare bring it up again."

"I’m just saying," he said.

"You’re impossible."

"And you’re adorable when you’re flustered."

He stopped in front of her, leaning down until they were nearly nose to nose. His fingers brushed a lock of hair from her face gently.

"Don’t worry," he murmured with a smirk on his lips. "I won’t tease you anymore."

Her brow lifted, clearly suspicious. "Really?"

He gave a dramatic sigh. "For now. I have to pace myself. Otherwise, I might end up doing something reckless."

His gaze flicked down to her lips, then back to her eyes. "And I’d rather not make a mess of things."

Her heart skipped. She saw it as clear as day, that dangerous look he had in his eyes when he was holding himself back.

"Good," she whispered. "Because I might die of embarrassment."

He chuckled softly, brushing a knuckle along her cheek. "If you die, I won’t get to see you in red. So no, we can’t have that."

Amelia looked at him flatly. "That was you not teasing me?"

"I’m showing remarkable restraint," he said with a wink.

She pushed at his chest, muttering, "Out."

Kai stepped back, raising his hands in surrender. "As you wish, milady."

But as he turned and walked away, he threw her one last look over his shoulder, chuckled, and then left.

Amelia flopped back onto the bed, groaning into her pillow again. "This man is going to kill me..."

Later that night, after Amelia had gone to shower, Kai quietly slipped into her room. The black box still sat on the bed, slightly ajar.

He lifted it gently, admiring it again with a thoughtful hum.

"Throwing this away would be a crime," he whispered, carefully folding it back into the box.

He went to his room where Amelia slept and quietly opened one of the drawers in his room, it was an upper drawer, and tucked it inside like it was treasure.

As he closed it, he glanced back at her sleeping figure in his bed, and a slow smirk spread across his lips.

"She’ll wear it eventually," he whispered, voice deep and thick. "Even if I have to coax her into it..."