Return of the Crowned Heiress

“You tell me.” Felicia rolled her eyes at Stephan, only to realize her voice was hoarse from the earlier ordeal.

Stephan got up and poured a glass of water. Supporting Felicia’s back with one hand, he held the glass steady and brought it to her lips. Felicia drank the entire glass in one go, finally regaining some composure.

That felt good.

“Do you want more?” Stephan lowered his head, gazing at her with a faint smile. His eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, looking suggestive.

She had the distinct feeling that it was a double entendre.

Damn him!

Felicia tumed her face away and huffed in annoyance. “That’s enough. More than enough!”

Stephan chuckled, his voice husky and magnetic, sending a shiver through her. Felicia could even feel his chest vibrating slightly as he laughed.

He lowered his head, his voice laced with humor as he whispered in her eat, “You brought this on yourself.

teeth,

opportunity to slide under the covers, his body carrying a fresh, pleasant scent as he inched closer to her. “Then… I’ll let you bite me to vent

almost bit his shoulder off. There were teeth marks all over

asked, “You can see

Felicia’s expression became serious, and she suddenly came to a realization, “Was that all

signs of poisoning that led to blindness. But now, if his eyes had

bluntly, the blindness was faked, the long coma was faked, and the claim from the two guards at the door that he was poisoned and close to death

hold of his wrist and checked his pulse. Sure enough, it was strong and steady, completely healthy with no signs of

deserve an Oscar, don’t you?” Felicia

been worried about him and how she had spent so much time in the storage room at the

was the

had just been

anger had already dissipated after the earlier struggle. Now, looking at him, standing there with his perfect

However,

cold expression and not even