All Chapters of HATING HER KING: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

She closed the door behind her carefully, making the littlest of sounds as it clicked shut. The light from the hallway vanished and the room was plunged into a soft, intimate dimness, save the candles atop the fireplace. However, she did not move from her place by it, her silhouette was outlined faintly against the darkened space.Alexander sat on the edge of the bed, relaxed yet attentive to her presence. He was patiently waiting for her, biding his time. There was a raging urgency in the air and he let the tension room grow. It was heavy and crackled with every second that passed.He could sense her arousal. No, more than that, he could feel it. He saw it in the way she stood, heard it in the rhythm of her breath, the slight hitch that punctuated the silence of the room. Each breath she took seemed to draw him closer, and every one of his, responded almost immediately.His right hand slowly clenched into a fist. "Why don't you come closer?" he murmured, his voice a low, intimate whi

***The king's behaviour over the past few days had become strange.Gwen sat by the lake, gently trailing her fingers over its calm surface. She had not seen Reginald since he left them just before breakfast, but Paula stood a few paces away, silently watching her. Despite the fact that her attendants had been dismissed from her every presence, the maid had stubbornly refused to leave, staying by her side since the day before. Thinking now, Gwen realized that Paula had been by her side since the day Alexander had not.She exhaled softly, her breath creating a delicate ripple that danced across the surface of the water. It felt like a long time since she had not seen Alexander, their paths having not crossed since she had left him alone in the piano room two nights ago. Then, quite unexpectedly, Paula had returned to her side. Was she under a command? His command?Her fingers lightly feathered the water, before they broke the surface strongly, ruining her image cast on it.She thought

The sound of his name on her lips was the sweetest he had ever heard. The best version of it all, and standing there, he felt his anger dissipating. Regardless of how the miners and the solicitors had foolishly demanded his time, or the rain that had started abruptly, he was no more irritated. All that mattered was her."What are you doing playing in the rain? Have you lost your head?" His voice was unexpectedly soft, surprising even himself. His finger twitched to touch her.She smiled. "I couldn't resist. I love the rain."It was obvious. "You will catch your death.""I couldn't. It is the first rain of the season." She touched her face and her wet hair. "I did what any sane person would do.""You decided to dance in the rain? No sane person would do that." Alexander reprimanded, his stare easy on her.She chuckled. "In my household, they would. I've never missed it; why should I miss it now?"Alexander scoffed, perfectly amused. It was the first downpour of the season and that, for

Alexander took Guinevere's hand in his, rubbing her knuckles. His voice dropped incredibly and his eyes searched hers. "You would rather go dance in the rain than stay here with me?""It is not raining now." She replied softly. He was aware. "And Alexander, I do not think I appreciate how easily you touch me."Alexander brought her hand to his lips, as he tried to kiss her knuckles, she pulled her hand and he released her, a leer coming to sit on his lips. He exhaled. "Alright then, pour me another cup of tea." He requested.She stared at him for a moment, sighed, and brought the pot over, and refilled his cup. As soon as she replaced the pot on the table, her eyes wandered to the sword case. Like someone possessed, slowly, she reached for it, opened it, and exhaled loudly.Alexander's eyes kept on her. She was intrigued. Her eyes remained fixed, while her fingers tightened against each other. Alexander moved the case slightly, and her eyes flew to his."I see you are interested in my

Sanity ultimately returned to Gwen. Appalled at her behaviour, her eyes bulged and she squeezed herself from between Alexander and the wall. Her neck was hot and her heart was racing. What had she done? Had she lost her senses? Allowing him to touch her like that?She stepped away, trying to compose herself, her hands trembling slightly at her sides. The tension in the room was almost visible, the air heavy with unspoken desire. When she turned to look at him, he was watching her. She looked away, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and guilt.Gwen never expected things of the sorts to happen. How did it happen? Taking a deep breath, she turned back to Alexander. "I… I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I don't know what I was doing.""I knew what I was doing."She swallowed hard, her heart racing with anxiety. "I wish to leave. Please.""Running away won't change anything." He said, remaining in his spot by the wall, hands now behind him. "The inevitable will happen."Her stomach