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Princess Yeri.

“I should go to my chambers. My maidservants would be waiting for me.” I breathe, knowing King Ozar’s eyes are fully darkened with desire. What happened in the study earlier today has shown that I have a hold on his heart whether he knows it or not. If today, just because I asked, he decided to leave the policies, what else would I ask that he wouldn’t do?

“Your chambers…but you—” King Ozar asks.

“But I what?” I say, looking at him innocently like I didn’t throw signs at him that would mean I craved intimacy.

“You brushed yourself against me.” King Ozar says.

“It was merely a mistake. Anyone can brush against things…” I say, but he grabs a hold me before I can finish speaking. King Ozar grabs a hold my waist, encircling me in a sudden pull that brings me crashing against his broad chest. My words falter as my breasts presses against him. If he can tell, my nipples are hard and I shiver.

My hands instinctively come to rest on his shoulders for balance and the intensity i