Page 144 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

His tone made her jump, and she hastily pulled her engagement ring off. Reaching behind her, she hurriedly unclasped her necklace to weave it through her ring—-

“No.” The prince’s captured her hands from behind and forced them down. At the look of bewilderment in her gaze, he said tightly, “I don’t want to see it when you’re with me.” When her mouth opened, he forestalled her words with a hard look. “Get rid of it.”

“But—-”

“I mean it, Fawn.” The mere sight of that ring trapped inside her fist revolted him, and even though he knew he was being unreasonable, he didn’t give a damn. “You spent the night in my bed,” he gritted out savagely, “and I woke up to find you gone, leaving me for Bennett—-”

“We agreed to meet up last night,” she mumbled helplessly. “W-what am I supposed to do?”

“Ditch him,” he growled. “Why do you even have tofuckingask that?”

Because!

I!

Know!

You!

Only!

Want!

Me!

When!

I’m!

With!

Someone!

Else!

The prince stared at her. “For one moment there, it almost like you were screaming at me—-” He paused. “If screams didn’t have any noise.”

“Well...” Fawn was breathing hard. “You were i-imagining things.” Opening her fist, she looked down on Grant’s engagement ring and the diamond winked up at her, perfect in a way that her life couldn’t be—-

Yet,Fawn reminded herself doggedly. Her life couldn’t be perfect just yet, but it would be.

“What are you doing?” the prince asked coldly when he saw Fawn get back to unclasping her necklace.

“I promise,” Fawn mumbled without meeting his gaze, “you’ll never know it’s there.” She weaved the necklace through the ringbefore locking it around her neck. After hiding it under her shirt, she finally allowed herself to look back at the prince—-

The prince stared back at her, his gorgeous face expressionless.

She said weakly, “Voila?”

The prince bared his teeth in a sharp smile. “You think you’re being funny?”

“Umm...yes?” His smile became sharper. “Or...no?”

He took a step towards her, and she stepped back.

“You know,” the prince purred, “that I’ll make you pay for what you did, don’t you?” He continued stalking forward, and she continued backing away.

“But you know I c-couldn’t help it—-”

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