My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 11

My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 11

Silas arrived at my Voss Private Estate at dawn the next morning, faint dewy outdoor scent clinging to his tailored suit.

Every thread of his outfit and every strand of his hair looked perfectly styled, hours of preparation obvious at first glance.

He kept his human face neutral and composed on the surface, but floating overlays spilled all his hidden nerves for me to read.

[He pulled an all-night corporate meeting, only slept two hours, then showered and spent ages testing different colognes and outfit combinations.]

[He paid the local florist double to reserve the most flawless long-stem crimson roses for sunrise delivery.]

[He rehearsed his confession speech dozens of times in the limousine on the ride over, kept tripping over his own words from nerves.]

My cheeks burned with shy warmth as I processed the overlays.

I couldn’t bear to make him wait any longer.

I opened my arms wide.

He pulled me into a tight, all-consuming hug.

Silas’s voice shook against my ear as he spoke.

“Thank you. Thank you for accepting every part of me.”