That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 230

Chapter 232

Emeriel was led to the grand king's study, where her presence was formally announced. "Come in," came the deep voice from inside.

Emeriel entered, closing the door behind her with a quiet click. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she braced herself before finally turning, her eyes settling on him.

Like frost over a windowpane, a shiver of awareness spread through her.

Her traitorous body reacted instantly, sending a clear message: Hey look, it's our sexy-as-hell beloved.

Needless to say, her every nerve ending was in a state of disarray.

Her legs wanted to move toward him.

Her hand itched to reach out and touch his neatly styled black hair, then trail over the white strands.

Her lips longed to move closer to his, to brush against them in the guise of an accident.

Her tongue wished to go on an adventure inside his mouth.

And her behind shamelessly wanted to sit on those strong thighs again.

Yeah, she was pathetic like that.

Even 'bad bad' didn't

You summoned me, You cover how bad she had it for this male.

"You

Your Gra Grace." Special thanks to her voice for remaining strong in this hard

times, where every other part of her quaked.

"I did," he gave her a tired smile. "How do you fare, prettiest beloved?"

No one had yet answered her question of "what alternate universe did I fall into?"

asking until

"Marvelous, Your

Majesty. She

coolly."To "To what do I owe

you are quite skilled with numbers," he gestured towards a

these. There's so much to catch up on, and it's expected after such a long break,

was asking her

Emeriel

for help? Wanted

absolutely hated the way

eyes noted every

could assist you with this?" Her voice might just be her best trait

in

rarely seen since her return, but

first

son."

small smile touched his lips. "You could never get my youngest to sit

Console him.

keep her legs rooted to the spot. They wanted so badly

instincts, just like her traitorous body, were her greatest

would sit with a quill for one minute," His gaze turned distant, "and the next, he'd be in his Chambers, napping. Or chasing the nearest

Com him.

Emeriel," he said gently. "Do you think you could help me get

was letting her

was too painful to even speak of. he was inviting her to share his burden, to work

Now,

to soothe him clawed at her, leaving red, angry marks

deep breath, she

body moved before her mind could catch up. Eating up the gap between

he swiveled in his chair to face her. Emeriel spread her

"Please."

her arms around his broad shoulders, pulling

would be my pleasure to help, Your Grace," she murmured against him, stroking

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

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