Chapter 83: Run

Ermanno's voice cut through the silence, his gaze unwavering. "Eyes up here, princess. I'm not a piece of meat for your amusement."

Celine couldn't help but smirk at his response. "Well, you could have just asked me to come, and I would have come willingly. No need to resort to kidnapping. Besides, I almost killed one of your men."

Ermanno's expression was nonchalant as he rolled up his sleeves. "Then I'll bury him. A dead servant is no use to me."

Celine's patience was wearing thin.

"Ermanno, enough games," Celine demanded, her voice sharp. "What do you want with me? Why drag me back here like this?"

"You're pregnant," Ermanno stated, his voice confident.

"Yes," Celine confirmed, her tone curt.

"With our child," he continued.

Celine's eyes flashed with annoyance. "My child," she corrected, the words slicing through the air like a blade. "Last time I checked, it takes two to tango. You didn't impregnate yourself."

She crossed her arms over her chest, impatience radiating from her ever