It was already a few minutes passed since the unexpected kiss, I already managed to get off the bed and I was surprise when he let me, I tood frozen, my heart hammering against my chest as King Marcus again closed the distance between us.
I closed my eyes shut as his scent, dark, intoxicating, and strong arms wrapped around me like a silken noose, pulling me in despite the screaming warnings in my head.
Just a few moments later, I felt his fingers around my nose pinching it lightly making me open my eyes and look at him.
"You keep looking at me like you're about to bolt."
Marcus murmured, his deep voice sending a tremor down my spine.
"Why?"
I opened my mouth, I tried to speak, but no words came out.
How could I possibly tell him the truth? Tell him what I feel?
That every moment I spent in his presence made my chest ache with something I was too afraid to name.
