I felt tired and exhausted after yesterday, I stirred around the bed. The morning sun wasn’t helping at all.
And that’s when it hit me that I wasn’t in my room, the event of yesterday clouded my head causing a smile to curl up my face.
I can’t believe that I had sex with the king of the whole supernatural realm and even went to the extent of spending a night with him.
He was so sweet and hard to resist. Yesterday the amount of passion and adoration I saw in his eyes was enough reason for me to doubt that he had a thing for the so-called Ava.
I wanted to ask him about the girl yesterday but I was glad that I didn’t to avoid spoiling the little moment that we had.
I know that everyone will be breeding down my neck if they in any way hear about this.
But who will tell them? I think Liam of course.
Not after what he saw yesterday and with the way Ryan walked him out of his room.
I sighed, I miss Ryan. I turned to the other side with my eyes still closed.
Using my hand, I started searching for him but I couldn’t find him except for the stuffy pillow and soft bed covers.
A frustrated growl slipped out of my lips as I couldn’t find him. I snapped my eyes open and stared around the room.
I was alone with no trace of him, my face turned sour.
Did he leave me here after what we had yesterday?
Was it nothing to him? I mumbled sadly, my heart clenched at my thoughts.
Trying to sit upright with the duvet a little above my chest, I noticed that I was not naked.
But who could have clothed me?
As the question clouded my head, the image of Ryan slipped into my mind.
I smiled shyly…… he must have seen a lot.
Was it him, but he just left this morning without any word from him?
My mind was still in chaos when the door was pulled open, I clenched the cover tightly against my chest in nervousness with the fear that it was those demons.
The door opened as Ryan stepped inside with a tray of food.
“Puff…..” I released my breath as my heart felt relaxed.
“Hey! Sleeping head….” He teased, causing me to roll my eyes at him.
I wanted to stay mad at him but seeing the savory dish in his hands, the idea vanished from my mind.
“I know that you might be angry that I left you here alone but I am sorry,”
“I went to make you breakfast, dear, I know that you must be weak and tired after taking up,”
His thick voice smoothed me and made me brush a little.
Oops! At least someone still cares but how did he know that I was angry and about to explode a minute ago?
“Hey! I wasn’t angry,” the word rolled out from my lips.
I was dazed at my own words, like seriously wasn’t I the one that was planning on biting off his head some minute? He gave me a small smile before placing the dish in front of me.
I stared at him with adulation as he sliced the bread toast and affectionately fed me.
“Hmmm…..” I let out a moan as the food melts on my tongue.
“Who made the dish?”
“Of course, I did,” he said with a proud shoulder.
“You made all these things by yourself this morning,” I was stunned.
“Yeap,” he nodded with a satisfactory smile.
“And Margret let you?”
“It seems like you forget that I am the king and I have the damn right to do anything that pleases me,” he boasts.
“Ye……Yeah, I know that” I stammered as my mind ran wide on what just happened.
Shouldn’t I be happy that he made me breakfast? I thought but the problem is not the breakfast but what will be my fate after I step foot from this room.
Margaret and mostly Queen Rebecca won’t let this matter slide. I wonder what will be going through their minds when they see Ryan in the kitchen.
I am doomed!
“What, you alright?”
“Don’t you like it that I made your food?” He asked with concern.
“Or you don’t like the food?” He seems hurt.
I stare at him, I can’t tell him my worries that will make him feel sad so I decided to change the topic.
“Who is Ava?” He seemed taken aback by my words.
“Ava,” he repeats.
“Yes, Ava,” my face deepened in confusion at his body language.
“She is just a friend, nothing special,” he shrugged.
“A friend,” I don’t know why I felt jealous.
“Yeah, just a friend but how do you know about her?”
I went quiet all of a sudden although I still feel that strange sting in my heart. I can’t tell him how I found out, despite everything I can’t risk Aria and Iris. I don’t think Ryan will take it gently with them if he finds out.
“Hey! Hey! Don’t tell me that you are mad at me,”
“Is it jealous that I am seeing at your face,” he teased as his eyes twinkled in amusement.
“Hey! Who is jealous?”
“You of course,” he laughed.
“Am not jealous,” I defend
“You are, pretty head,”
“Am not,” I glared playfully at him.
But besides who shouldn’t be, does he want me to hug him and congratulate him for hearing him tell me how he was bonding with a girl that is not me happily after what happened between us yesterday?
“Just leave me and go away,” I mumbled with a lowered gaze.
“Come on,” he shifts the tray of food and inch closer to me.
“You know that I can never leave you alone no matter what,”
“You are like the air that I breathe,”
“The light in my darkest hour…..
“The only woman after my own heart,”
“My heart beats for you,” he lifts my hand and places it against his chest.
“It calls for you,” he squeezes my hands and places them deeper against him.
Lucien has told me these similar things but what happened at the very end, he left me shattered. I wanted to withdraw my hand but something held me back.
Ryan sounds genuine but then Lucien seems genuine to me too back then.
“What are you thinking, thesaurus?”
I stared deeply into his eyes, my heart calling for him. His confession rings in my ear, I wanted to give us a chance despite the warning voice in my head but my heart craves him.
“I love you, thesaurus,” he said before sealing our lips together.