Charlie was quick to reply without thinking,
"How, please how?" Until he remembers Damiel calling him Charlie again before asking in almost a whisper, "You want us to... to... to sleep together?"
Charlie's face has gone pale.
Damiel, still on business, "I know about what you went through and the traumas that can give, but Charlie, we all make sacrifices. I will need my heir and also mark you, all which cannot be done without us sharing a bed."
Charlie, wanting to counter him, asked politely, "Are you not allowed to get a concubine as a royal wolf?"
"I am," Damiel answered truthfully, "but I will be asked to throw you out, Charlie, and that marriage you want would by then have to be dissolved," he finished.
The office is starting to get colder and Charlie squeezed into the borrowed suit again.
Damiel frowned before eyeing the suit with Charlie.
"If you are to be married to me, at least learn to never touch even the sleeve of another alpha, including your father," Damiel told Charlie coldly while staring at the suit in his hand.
Charlie took his hands off the suit like it burned and pushed it aside when Damiel's right-hand man opened the closet in the office and brought out a suit that was exactly like the one Damiel is putting on, which explains to Charlie whose suit it is.
The suit was given to Charlie and it was used to replace the one that was just dumped aside. The man then took the formerly used suit before dropping it in the trash can nearby the office.
"Is that all the rules to follow, Mr. Voldov?" he asked nervously.
"The Voldov family have them in hundreds, Charlie, and please it is Damiel, remember closeness between partners," Damiel stood up, walked towards Charlie for the first time, and went directly to his neck where his scent gland is located, to scent mark him.
Charlie was about to ask him why he did that when Damiel told him calmly, "My reply to your father: tell him I said you are to be in a hotel till I pick you up." He straightened back up.
"I am sorry, but why?" Charlie asked even if he was so happy to not be in that house.
"Do you want to live with your father and your stepbrothers more?" Damiel asked.
The question made Charlie stiff because he does not remember telling him about his stepbrothers, but this is Damiel Voldov. He already knows about the color of Charlie's favorite death string with how much findings he would have had his people do.
"And you will be taught etiquette by your attendants, your personal two omegas, you already met them though," he walked back to his seat.
Charlie is more than happy to have those two omegas to himself. They are so caring and attentive, he met them once but he fell in love with their person.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Voldov."
"Damiel."
"Umm, yeah, that."
"Damiel."
"Thank you so much, Damiel."
Charlie's face is so flushed. He is in for one hell of a marriage with a psycho sexy Viking of a man.