#Chapter 19 The night isn’t over yet

Doris looked down at her hand on the door handle and kept silent for a moment. She didn’t just hear that—

“Me?”

“Close the door. Since your lady has left, you stay here to serve.” William said simply.

Doris slowly turned to face him. Stay with him alone? For the whole night? Why would he want her to do that?

“Your majesty, I should go get Peter. I’m sure he would—“

“Are you defying me?” He frowned and sat up a little more.

“No! Of course not,” Doris said quickly.

“Then shut the door.”

Doris let out a low sigh and turned back to the door. Her nightmare was coming true, wasn’t it? How would she ever survive the night alone with him?

“I—I can wait out in the hallways, your majesty.” She offered, a bit of hope dangled inside her that he would let her leave. After all, he hated her. Didn’t he?

“Shouldn’t you be glad you’re here?” He snorted, she flinched at the sound. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you tried to tip Peter?”

Doris burned at his words, but stayed silent. She couldn’t tell him the real reason she was bribing Peter. She lowered her eyes to the ground and went to sit at the chair near his end table. She picked at her nails and tried not to focus on how close she was to his bed.

Her eyes shot to him when he sighed. “Candle.” He reminded her.

Doris leaned forward to blow out

seated herself back on the chair and folded her hands on her lap. She could hear him settle into bed, rolling back and forth as his breathing steadied. She’d never been in the

the stench of alcohol on him that night he attacked her. This was more unique to him, almost

deep and heavy, she felt her mouth was

herself. He’d just had a cup, perhaps

herself in

over to hand it to him, he grabbed her wrist. The cup shattered against the floor as she was pulled on top of him.

storm in his gaze. His eyes lowered to her mouth and suddenly he flipped them over so he was on top of her. He pressed her into his silk

blurred with tears. His face fell when she kept shaking her head and struggling. “You really know how to earn a man’s heart, don’t you?” He

want to

seem like she felt it at all, perhaps if she

had to shut down his feelings, he had to let Waylon take over before he grew

mate excited him, he instantly reached to undress her. She pushed at him with all of her stretch and managed to get out from under him. Her dress tore down

stared at her in shock when he saw her mark—the real mark he’d

enough. He flinched at himself when he heard the hurt in his own tone, it wasn’t like him to sound sad over a

herself. She would not cry in front of him,

their lives for him and his wealth. They dressed up every day desperately hoping for his attention or even an extra glance from him. They fought with each

abuse Melody gave her if it meant the amnesty would be signed. But there was no way she would ever give up her freedom for some man. Even if that

in

Prince William sounded shocked from her response as if he fully believed she wanted him this

sleep with you your majesty.” Doris

if I insist?” Prince William threatened, though his heart didn’t

back and glanced around the room. She picked up one of the butter knives resting by the tea pot and pointed it at

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