Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 407

Zayn chuckled. "You might as well try. Desperate times call for desperate measures. No matter how formidable Angela is, she's still a woman. Wasn't she once head over heels for you? It's just that afterward…"

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That night, the grand villa was eerily quiet.

Dexter paced back and forth outside Angela's room for a long time. He wanted to knock, or maybe just push the door open and go in, but he hesitated every time.

With a crack, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.

Angela, drowsy with sleep, covered her mouth as she yawned, holding an empty glass in her other hand. She looked like she was heading out to get some water.

Their eyes met, and she jolted in surprise. The glass slipped from her hand, about to hit theground, when Dexter swiftly reached out and caught it smoothly.

"What the heck are you doing here?" In a flash, Angela was wide awake, her expression a blend of wariness and bewilderment.

Dexter instinctively avoided her gaze. Without another word, he turned and walked to the second floor to fill the glass with warm water. He then came back to hand it to her.

"Nothing. I was just passing by." Then, he walked away.

"Weirdo." Angela frowned, watching his retreating figure before stepping back into her room.

But just as she was about to close the door, a hand grabbed her wrist. Dexter slipped into her room, standing tall before her while gazing down at her intensely.

"Angela, no matter what, you have to give me an answer today!" He forced his voice to stay even, but the underlying anger and helplessness were unmistakable.

He'd been suppressing his emotions for too long and was about to explode.

"Either you agree to be my girlfriend, and we face everything together as one from now on, or we end it here and now. If we cut ties, I'll leave with my mother, and we'll never cross paths again. You decide!"

Damn it. Was she really unable to just cut him off? Since when had her heart turned so soft and weak?

Dexter froze for a brief moment, seemingly deep in thought. But in mere seconds, his resolve solidified. "Deal! From now on, we're a couple. Remember that."

And with that, he turned and left. It was as if he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, she would catch sight of the smile threatening to break across his face.

This was good—no, this was great!

She hadn't outright rejected him. She hadn't kicked him out without hesitation. Instead, she'd suggested a middle ground, which meant she'd already been thinking about their relationship before he'd asked.

This was huge progress. They were now dating—boyfriend and girlfriend!

Dexter was no longer a lonely bachelor. He finally had a girlfriend.