CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Maria's POV

I didn’t see anyone at my door for the next two to three days. It was just the maids bringing me my food. As if Jake wanted to torture me, it was my personal maid, Natalia, who brought my food for me.

“Drop the food there!” I barked. She did, and just as she left, I could see a small smirk on her face.

“What was that face for?” I glared at her.

"Nothing, your highness,” she said.

“I thought as much,” I said. "Get out,” I spat.

So for the rest of the evening, I sat watching the sun set.

That night, as I was about to go to sleep, I heard a knock at the door. I turned immediately.

“Jake?” I smiled as I put my arms around him. He was back for me. I knew he would.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered. I began to scramble out of them. I stared into his eyes, but they were as cold as ice. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. But half a loaf was better than none. I was content if this was the way he wanted me. So long as he was in my arms. He touched my breasts and licked his lips