Page 30 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

“Then it’s my turn.”

He reached her in a few strides, and she was only able to gasp before he had her back in his arms, her body once again pressed excruciatingly close against his.

“First of all,” he said tightly, “if you say I made you feelgrossagain, Iwillkiss you and I won’t stop until your lips can only remember to moan my name.”

Fawn gasped, unable to believe what she was hearing, but even worse, unable to believe that her stupid, confused body was again reactinggrosslyto his words.

“Secondly, what you’re feeling isn’t gross.” He didn’t say anything else, only looked down between their bodies. Unable to help it, she followed his gaze, and that was when she saw it. Felt it.

Her breasts had started to swell again, almost as if it was under a spell that made it obey the prince’s command.

Fawn couldn’t believe it, but she couldn’t stop staring at the way her breasts kept swelling over the neckline of her blouse, to the point that it almost seemed exquisitely lurid.

Oh my God, what was happening?

“Do you understand now?” the prince gritted out.

She whispered, “No.”

His laughter was a cruelly beautiful sound, and so was his tone as he bent to whisper into her ear, “It’s desire,parthena mou.”

She jerked.

“You want me, and you can try denying it, but your body knows the truth.”

“No.”

The prince shook his head, purring, “Again with the lies.”

He pulled back, and suddenly she was free. Fawn hastily moved away from him again, but this time the prince didn’t come after her. Instead, he said quietly, “We both know I can seduce you to be my lover,parthena mou.”

Jerk.

God, he was a jerk.

But the jerk wasn’t lying, and Fawn furiously blinked back her tears. Oh God, how could she face Grant now?

When Fawn’s light brown eyes met his, the prince clenched his fists at the despair in her gaze.

He had always thought himself heartless, but seeing the girl in front of him struggle with her guilt, the prince came to realize that he was not as emotionally immune as he wished he could be.

He had planned to seduce the girl so he would have a chance to fuck her out of his system.

But when she was looking at him like that—-

You lucky son of a bitch, Grant Bennett.

“You don’t need to worry,” he heard himself say.

Wariness crossed her face, but even so, the despair didn’t completely fade.

“I can seduce you, but I won’t.”

“W-why not?”

His lips twisted. “Temporary insanity probably.”

“O-oh?”

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