Sylvia's POV:

"No, there's nothing going on between us," I quickly denied and threw the card back into the box to hide it.

But Flora squinted suspiciously and touched her chin. "If you two are not in love, why does he have to give you such a precious gift? Just the dress alone is from a top luxury brand that even rich werewolves can't easily buy, not to mention the jewelry and other accessories. All of them are invaluable."

As she spoke, she slowly approached me. "I also heard that you lived in Prince Rufus' palace before you entered the academy."

I swallowed hard, stunned by her words. I didn't expect that she could be this sharp at times.

"Flora, let me explain. I..."

Flora interrupted before I could even start explaining. She smiled and said, "Haven't you had any intimate interaction with each other? Prince Rufus always looks cold and abstinent in public. But what does he look like in private? Is

spoke, the more excited she became. She even shook my hand and added,

recalling those moments I spent with Rufus. The first time he picked me up in his arms, the high temperature of his palms, his gaze at me when he spoke, his smell, and his heartbeat... Everything seemed to be engraved in my bones and

Flora wouldn't give up

we had shared that day made me feel like I was burning. "You're lying." Flora seemed to feel

pushed her away angrily. "Don't make fun of me, Flora. I really

lips and finally stopped teasing me. "All right. But I really think that you and Prince Rufus are a perfect match. It will be

"Flora, don't forget that I'm just a slave. I have no right to even dream of being with a

As long as you love each other, everything else doesn't matter,"

of bitterness surged up in my heart. Love was such an extravagant word, and I never dared to ask for

I couldn't say it out loud

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