Page 25 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

He was almost tempted to ask her,Seriously?

Biting her lip, Fawn struggled with an internal debate before saying haltingly, “But if I really have to answer your question though, I d-don’t know how I feel about what you’re doing. I don’t think it’s wrong, I just don’t know if I agree you should be doing it. Or keep doing it.”

While listening, the prince did his best not to stare at her broodingly even though it was exactly what he wanted to do.

“There’s got to be an emotional toll every time you see someone almost getting raped – and that can’t be healthy, can it? Isn’t there a saying that when you stay too long in the dark, there might be no going back?”

A pause, before the prince said, “There it is then.” At her bemused look, he said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, “Something profound.”

Oh.

“Thank you. I will keep your words in mind.”

His tone was gentle but dismissive, and she knew she was being politely asked to go. “R-right.” Did he think she was being too pushy?

The prince came to his feet the same time she did.

“T-thank you, and I’m sorry.”

The prince only nodded.

She turned to go and walked on shaking legs. A moment later, she almost stumbled, with the prince suddenly walking next to her.

Gah!

Was all this stealth taught only in billionaire school?

Fawn reached for the knob, not realizing that the prince had done the same thing, too.

Their hands touched, the prince’s hand settling over hers.

Oh.

And just like that, it came flying back to her. Every embarrassing memory that almost felt too indecent, too hot—-

The prince’s hand tightened over hers just as he moved closer, and she swallowed a strangled gasp when she felt his heat and hardness pressing against her from behind.

“I hope you learned your lesson, too,parthena mou.”He was so dangerously close it was almost like his lips were kissing her hair with every word he spoke.

Her knees knocked against each other. “W-what lesson?” She had a desperate urge to run away, but she couldn’t, knowing that if she moved, it would mean feeling more of the prince’s body.

And she didn’t – couldn’t – risk that.

Not now.

Notever.

“The need to follow me without question of course.”

Oh.

She could feel the prince moving, and then his mouth was once again temptingly close to her ear.

“Because if you don’t—-”

Aaaaah.

His mouth was touching her ear.

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