CHAPTER 32

ARTHUR

As Arthur walked back, his mind raced through multiple scenarios.

Mila's words were hurting him tremendously. But why? In his last few years, well, since he had attained puberty and gained interest in women, many beautiful girls have crossed his path. Some he had paid attention to, some - to be honest, none he had ignored. Girls... ahem women too have thrown themselves at him.

Don't forget Miss Danes! Bash laughed in his head.

"Oh, I can never forget Miss Danes," Arthur chortled. Miss Danes was almost forty years old woman who had entered his chambers in the dead of the night almost two years ago. She had talked to him for a few hours, and then, even Arthur doesn't remember now how the conversation had changed, she had stripped naked and made him touch her.

"Well, I was only sixteen then," Arthur retorted and Bash roared with laughter again.

"You were fifteen, technically, that woman should be arrested for molesting a child. She was old... really old... and you were like a chi