Page 28 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

“Why the change of mind?” The prince’s voice was abrupt.

She swallowed. “I h-had to be practical.”

He turned to face her. “And your reason for missing work?”

She stared at him in frustration. Did he really want her to spell it out?

He raised a brow. “I’m waiting.”

Finally, she said, “I was sick.”

“Liar.” He started walking towards her.

She almost wanted to run away, the look in his eyes was too—-

No.

She didn’t even want to think about what his look meant. She couldn’t. She shouldn’t.

“I was also busy with school—-”

“More lies.”

Holy sweet crap, he was so close now!

She cried out, “What do you want me to say?”

“The truth.” And this time, the prince was standing right in front of her, so darn close she could practically inhale the sexy scent of his aftershave, and oh God, there it was again.

That feeling like she was being drugged—-

That feeling like she was out of control—-

That feeling like she was in need of something she couldn’t name—-

Think about Grant, she thought feverishly.

Grant. Grant. Grant.

The look on her face enraged the prince. He knew right away what she was trying to do – who she was thinking of, and damn her, it was not him –and unable to stop himself, he cupped her face, forcing her gaze to clash with his.

“Tell me the truth,” he growled.

“I d-did!” Oh God, that look in his eyes was even darker now, more of everything that she could and should never name.

“Stop lying.”This time, his voice was ominously soft, and oh God, how her body shivered at the sound of it, and again there was no fear, just a strange trembling awareness that she had never felt with Grant.

Desperate to free herself, she placed her hands against his chest and tried shoving him away. “L-let go of me.” But it was useless, he was too powerful, and the hard, hot feel of his chest was only making things worse, the way it made her breath choppy and her heart race abnormally fast.

“Why won’t you say it?” he grated out.

“I d-don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He started to lower his head.

Her eyes widened. “P-prince?”

“I’m going to kiss you—-”

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