Page 36 of The Heir

"As you've told memanytimes," he shoots back, arching a brow. "But now I'm beginning to wonder if it's me you're trying to convince, oryourself?Because are you really with him, Isobel?"

"You asshole,"I snap.

Offended, I scrunch my nose and pull from him with a huff to walk away. I let out a sharp gasp as his hand bands around my elbow and he hauls me back around and firmly into his chest. His eyes flash, a hand tightens down on mine, and his fingers flex against my back in a warning. My eyes widen in shock as I peek out the corner of my eye to see if anyone saw.

"As delectable as the sight of your ass is, Izzy, I'm getting weary of how many times you present it to me in anger when I'd rather it be presented for other things."

A hot blush heats up my face as King sways us just like nothing happened. "Let me go," I whisper.

"Our dance is not done." King's voice is hard, as is his eyes when he looks down at me. "I told you earlier you won't be turning your back on me again. Now, answer my question.Are you really with him?"

"Y-Yes!" I stammer, blushing. "Christopher and I are together in every way that matters!"

"Are you?" King pins me with a stare before placing his lips so close to my ear that I feel them brush the shell gently. "Because that's not whatIsee. Thatmanof yours couldn't be me. I see a beautiful woman who's being neglected by her man, while another has her cradled intimately in his arms." He flexes his hand against my lower back, making me gasp. "So close, that if he wanted to bend down and touch her lips with his, he could. So close, that if their clothes disappeared, they'd befucking."He presses his mouth closer to my ear and lowers his voice to almost a whisper."Don't you want to know what us together would feel like, Izzy?"

I gasp."King, that is so inappropriate-"

But he interrupts me, his broad hand slipping behind my cape and lowering even more until he's almost fully cupping my ass. "Iknow I do. I've thought about the absolute glory that's between these sweet thighs more than I'd care to admit."

I'm scandalized.

"I'm not having an affair with you, King," I grit out.

Oh God I can't breathe.

His eyes narrow, making my pulse flutter. "Oh honey, I'm not interested in having an affair with you. I see youwithme, inmyarms, inmy bed, inmy life."

"Well too fucking bad. You can't have everything just because you see it." I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting back red-hot desire for this man.

"Look at me," he says. Sadly I obey. Because a stern King is a King I can't refuse. The look in his eyes is hard, dark, no-nonsense. I would even say a touch desperate. "Envy is a nasty feeling, Isobel. And God help you for keeping me like this. Feeling like this for you when that man doesnot deserve you."

My head snaps up. "Oh and you do?"

"Yes, and you deserve me too.Leave him, Isobel."

I shake my head no, my eyes going wide. "You're crazy! I need to go find my boyfriend, this is not appropriate.I am loyal!" I exhale shakily, trying to extract myself from his hold. He relents, letting me go.

"Is he?"King's eyes narrow as he opens his arms, letting me step away from him. His head tilts and his voice goes a bit louder, drawing the attention of the dancers close by. "Because the last I saw, he was entertaining a trashy piece of ass in a red dress."

Reaching out, I slap him across the face.

I gasp, holding my hand to my throat, as his head turns back slowly to me, and I just stare at him. After a second our spell is broken and I turn on my heel, desperate to prove himandme wrong. As I expect, he follows me.

"Isobel, do not go after him!"King's deep voice snarls after me as I stumble away, running off the dance floor. I need to find Christopher. "Isobel,stop it!"

Feeling my blood pressure rise I ignore him, rushing through the crowd looking everywhere for Christopher, but I don't see him.

I loop around a second time, but I still don't see either of them.

Just about giving up I slip down a hallway near the ladies room and lean against a doorway, breathing hard as my nerves and paranoia get the better of me. King rounds the corner and I look up at him, shaking my head no, getting ready to berate him for his behavior when I hear a small sound coming from the door behind me.

My eyes go wide before I push curiously, seeing as the door is slightly cracked.

At the sound of another noise I push the door open, entering an expansive room that looks like a lecture room, and beyond that another door that's half open with the lights on.

As I step fully into the first room I freeze, hearing a raunchy moan. My chest tightens, but as if my body isn't mine anymore, I'm swiftly gliding across the room to the door ahead, my steps slowing as they come into view. As I approach the crack in the door my heart drops.

I freeze, seeing Christopher and Anna fucking against the wall opposite the doorway.

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