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.

her teeth, wanting to hit

took the opportunity to slide under the covers, his body carrying a fresh, pleasant scent as he inched closer

his shoulder off. There were teeth marks all over it, and his back was a mess, covered in the scratches

ground her teeth, but ultimately, she couldn’t bring herself to hurt him further. She asked, “You can see now? That

became serious, and she suddenly came to

of poisoning that led to blindness. But now, if his eyes had healed, it meant…. he had an

was faked, and the claim from the two guards at the door that he was poisoned and close to death was certainly a

his wrist and checked his pulse. Sure enough, it was strong and steady, completely

deserve an Oscar, don’t you?”

worried about him and how she had spent so much time in the storage room at the clinic, trying to figure out an

was

had just been overthinking

furious, but most of the anger had already dissipated after the earlier struggle. Now, looking at

However,

a cold