Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince
Chapter 223: As easy as you think

Chapter 223: As easy as you think

"Tell him I’m resting. Come later," Gabriel said in a loud enough voice that Lester simply walked away from the door.

"Why did you lie?" Amelie turned around, holding his gaze.

"I don’t want any disturbance. It annoys me," Gabriel said, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. He drew her close, his arms wrapping securely around her. He opened his eyes, guiding them slowly toward the bed.

His hand cupped her cheek, and his thumb brushed her lower lip before his tongue traced the soft outline of her mouth. Amelie’s breath hitched, and slowly, she parted her lips for him, her fingers clutching the front of the bathrobe he had put on as the heat between them bloomed.

Gabriel sat on the bed with Amelie resting in his lap. His fingers threaded through her hair, gently angling her head as he kissed her to his heart’s content.

A low groan escaped him when her cool hand brushed against his bare chest, the knot on his bathrobe already loosened. Breathless, they finally paused, their eyes locking in the dim light.

"Karmen must be worried about you. That’s why he came to check," Amelie whispered.

"I know," Gabriel murmured, his lips trailing to the middle of her neck, then lower to her collarbone, kissing her skin in slow devotion. "But I want to be with you. Everything else can wait."

A soft sigh left his lips. "Your pheromones... they feel stronger today. Do you feel it too?" he asked, lifting his head, his violet gaze searching hers.

Then, resting his face against her neck, his voice turned a bit more serious. "You were scared when I fainted, weren’t you? Did you think it was because of you? I hope you didn’t."

"Of course, I was scared," Amelie said. "You were all fine. Then, suddenly you fainted," she murmured.

"It won’t happen again," Gabriel said, hugging her tightly.

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Idris glanced at the table prepared for him. "Did Sister Amelie not come?" he asked Dane.

"No," Dane replied with a slight bow. "Her Highness is with Prince Gabriel. Something happened last night, so they couldn’t come."

He gestured toward the food. "Please, go ahead and have your breakfast."

"I see," Idris replied, quietly taking a seat. ’I hope they’re alright,’ he thought, lifting his spoon, ready to savor the soup.

Just then, a soft, familiar voice reached his ears. His head shot up, eyes lighting with joy as he saw her.

He immediately stood and bowed. "Sister Amelie!" he beamed. "I thought you wouldn’t come. Brother Dane said... you couldn’t, for some reason," he added in a whisper.

"Amelie never breaks her promises," came Gabriel’s voice as he stepped in beside her.

Idris bowed respectfully to him.

"Come, sit down," Gabriel said, pulling out a chair for Amelie.

"You too, Idris. Let’s start our breakfast then," Amelie said gently, her tone as kind as ever.

Idris nodded and quietly took his seat after Gabriel settled beside Amelie. Dane soon returned with more dishes, carefully placing them on the table.

"Sister Amelie, are you free today? If you are, can we play together again?" Idris asked, his eyes hopeful and full of anticipation.

Before Amelie could respond, Gabriel leaned back slightly and smirked. "Sorry, Champ. Amelie’s already busy. She has to take care of me today," he said with a teasing glance at her.

Idris’s shoulders slumped a little, but he perked up again quickly. "Oh... then how about tomorrow?"

Amelie reached out to gently pat his hand. "I’ll come visit you in the evening. I promise."

A bright smile lit up Idris’s face, his eyes shining with excitement. "Thank you! I’ll be waiting for you."

"But in the evening we are supposed to–"

"Gabriel will also come to play with us," Amelie said.

"That will be fun," Idris said softly and lowered his gaze, focusing on his food as he began to eat.

Gabriel and Amelie fell into a comfortable silence, quietly finishing their breakfast. Once they were done, Idris looked up and said with a small smile, "Thank you for having breakfast with me."

Amelie returned his smile warmly. "What will you do after this?"

Before Idris could answer, Casaio’s firm voice resonated through the room. "I have to take Idris somewhere."

By then, Dane had already cleared the table, wheeling away the food trolley, leaving them alone in the room.

Idris immediately stood and bowed deeply toward Gabriel, his head remaining low out of respect for the eldest prince until Gabriel gestured for him to relax.

"Where do you have to take him?" Gabriel asked, his tone neutral but curious.

"Somewhere," Casaio replied vaguely. "I’ll explain it later. You should focus on your recovery for now," he added with a note of insistence.

"Hmm," Gabriel responded, unconvinced but unwilling to press further.

"Am I going to see my sister?" Idris asked, his eyes lighting up with cautious hope.

Casaio shook his head gently. "No. You’re going to help me with something important, Idris."

"Alright," Idris said with a nod. "I’ll put on my shoes. Please wait a moment." With that, he walked out of the room.

The moment he was out of their sight, Gabriel turned to Casaio, his brow furrowed. "Don’t tell me you’re planning to use a kid as bait to lure him outside."

"It’s not that," Casaio replied, his expression unreadable. "It’s something else, which I can’t discuss right now."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing more.

"If possible," Amelie said gently, "let Idris meet his sister. They’ve both endured more than enough over the years. I know Zilia may not deserve anyone’s sympathy... but she wasn’t entirely at fault. Everything she did to protect her brother from the wrong people around her."

Casaio looked at her for a long moment, then gave a barely perceptible nod.

"I know. But it is not as easy as you think, Amelie," Casaio said.

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