Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 148 You think I can't see right through you? Snake in the grass

As Charley watched Cicery pet the white lion with ease, and saw his brother Sylvester nearby, he felt a surge of courage. He shrugged off Sylvester's grip and approached Big White, glaring at it. "You scared me earlier, and now you're acting all pitiful. You think I can't see right through you? Snake in the grass." Under Charley Gomez's pointed glare, Big White's deep blue eyes flickered with a trace of shadow, and he lowered his head even further, nuzzling his way into Cecily's embrace.

Charley remained speechless. Dammit! This lion's dramatics could give an Oscar-winning actor a run for their money!

Cecily cradled Big White, her hand soothingly stroking its head. Big White was incredibly intuitive; he almost always understood whatever Cecily said.

Before bringing him home, she'd introduced Big White to everyone at Dragon Manor. He had sniffed them all and hence, didn't bite indiscriminately.

But Charley had just returned last night and was the only one Big White hadn't met. Cecily hadn't yet had the chance to orchestrate a friendly introduction. No wonder Charley looked so frightened.

Petting Big White, Cecily comforted him, "Big White, this is Sylvester's brother, Charley. He's not a threat, okay?"

She was about to explain to Charley when Sylvester strode over, scooped Cecily up in his arms, and headed upstairs.

"Let's go have a peaceful breakfast in our room."

Both Big White and Charley were a handful to deal with. And as for the husky, Sylvester had no illusions about its antics - the dog was clearly angling for Cecily's attention all to itself.

Cecily protested, concerned, "Sylvester, wait, I need to explain. Big White isn't familiar with Eleanor yet, and I don't want any misunderstandings."

Sylvester tightened his hold on her, "Honey, Big White isn't as innocent as you think. Trust me."

Before she could argue, he'd carried her into their room.

Lying on the floor, Big White watched his beloved owner being whisked away by that annoying man. It irked him, especially since he'd just been receiving affection. Damn man.

Staring at Sylvester's retreating figure, a pang of jealousy stabbed at Charley. His brother Sylvester was casting him aside so easily.

Then, both man and beast turned away, their gazes clashing in silence.

Charley Gomez saw it clear as day-the normally menacing glint in that creature's deep blue eyes was now replaced with a sense of schadenfreude-almost as if delighting in the chaos it had caused. Charley's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively backed away...

Big White rose from the ground, shook his head and stretched his powerful legs, ready to pounce towards Charley.

Charley's eyes widened, sensing trouble, and he bolted for the backyard lawn.

...

Upstairs on the porch, Sylvester Gomez was cradling Cicery in his arms, comfortably nestled in a wicker chair. The morning breakfast he had prepared was brought up by the housekeeper.

Cicery, straddling Sylvester's lap, reached for his spoon, eager to feed herself. However, Sylvester was reluctant to hand it over, finding pure joy in feeding her.

"Here you go, sweetheart. Let me feed you."

Cicery complied, contentedly eating whatever he offered, her face beaming with satisfaction.

Sylvester adored her look of pure bliss-it was such an adorable sight.

Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream pierced the air. Cicery turned her head towards the backyard lawn.

Charley was sprinting for his life, with Big White hot on his heels.

Big White was holding back, deliberately pacing himself. Then, with a burst of speed and a hint of malice, he lunged forward, biting at Charley's rear end. With a ripping sound, Charley's pants were torn away, sending him crashing to the ground.

Ignoring his embarrassment, Charley quickly got up, held onto the torn part of his pants, and continued running, muttering curses...

Cicery's eyes widened in shock at the chaotic scene unfolding before her.

Noticing Charley's torn pants, Sylvester frowned, set aside his bowl, and shielded Cicery's eyes from the embarrassing sight.