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

Chapter 231

Chapter 233

Emeriel stiffened.

Control your reactions, or you will break this fragile moment. So Grand King Daemonikai curled his hand into fists, resisting the urge to let his hand wander.

Since his return, he had longed to do this. To hold her, just like this.

Maybe he had imagined it happening horizontally. On a bed. On the floor. Her naked body writhing under him while he spread those pretty little thighs apart and bury his dick deep inside- Unsafe zone. Retreat.

Don't think about those sexy legs wrapped around your waist, her broken cries in the air while you-

Emeriel drew back.

Reluctantly, Daemonikai let his arms fall away. "Thank you, sweetheart. I needed that."

For a second, he saw something unguarded in her eyes. A naked longing that mirrored his own.

But she blinked, and the walls came back up.

"What work do you need assistance with, Your Grace?" she asked, politely.

Daemonikai gestured to the empty chair opposite him, using his other hand to adjust his erection.

Settling into it, their knees brushing beneath the desk. They worked in companionable silence, interrupted only by the sound of quills scratching against parchment.

He noticed her watching him occasionally, but whenever he met her stare, she quickly looked away.

So he stopped intercepting, letting her eyes linger on him as they pleased. He enjoyed it too much.

Time drifted by, the hours blending seamlessly together. At some point, his arousal subsided, much to his relief. Now, he fell at ease. Calm. Content.

completed was neatly organized and eloquently written. He was impressed. Was there anything she couldn't

lady before him, writing gracefully, was the same male slave who had served his meal two years ago,

feel her gaze on him from time to

right time to bring up the past? To

been adamant about not wanting to hear his apologies

out how to broach

though it

His

stop her from eye-fucking King Daemonikai across the desk. Your

not my beloved. The

snorted,

gaze flitting across

add up, only to smooth out once he resolved

quill moved across the paper was almost.... seductive, really.

of him.

far has been ogling your Beloved. Squeezing her eyes shut, she gave herself a firm mental shake. Get

focus, she picked up a ledger and

no longer ignore the inconsistencies. She

raised his head. "Let me see," he extended

the ledger, careful not

transaction records over

a glaring gap here. These records don't align at all."

this a crime?" Emeriel asked incredulously. "The people

the funds to the poor, starving villagers in the outer settlements. He even manages

lips thinned. "Why does he still get away with it? Lord Zaiper is neither a good ruler

out a chuckle. "He has ruled beside me for millennia; it's

the scroll

one leveled against a ruler, is a grave matter One must be certain, with irrefutable

head,

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