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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Two
Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Two
RILEY
“How do you like this place?” Axel asked, “I mean, if it’s not good enough for you, we could arrange something else.”
“It is fine” I muttered.
“Do you need…”
“No,” I snapped before he could complete his sentence.
What the hell was wrong with me?
“Okay then, I’ll leave you to get settled,” he says, before walking away and leaving me all alone.
I walked straight to the bathroom.
This would be a very long bath.
I set the hot bath. Gosh, I missed this. I sat in the tube; the warmth was so welcoming; I leaned against the marble and easily fell asleep.
The footsteps woke me up.
There Thane stood, always the pervert, watching me bathe. The bubbles had died down, revealing a little too much cleavage. My first instinct was to wrap my hands around my bare parts, but then that would make him know how his gaze still affected me. Instead, I remained in the bathtub, making no move to cover up.
“Why are you here?”
“I brought some food; you must be famished, just as I am.”
“We are not dining together.”
“No?, then how would we make sure the food isn’t poisoned?” he asked, his signature smirk still on his face.
I rose from the bathtub, very aware of his hot gaze on me.
He whispered something along the lines of ‘Kill me now, Riley.‘
I picked up a robe, wrapping it around my body, before walking to him.
“How I would love to do just that,” I responded.
The tray of food waited on the table; I was going to have to sit beside him. That was too close -closer than I was prepared to be right now.
Still, I took a seat, and he sat beside me. To my surprise, he put some distance between us. Not
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that I was complaining.
“I want to ask you a question,” I began.
“Well, ask on,” he says, clearly interested.
“You say you didn’t send those soldiers to those packs; Were you telling the truth?”
“Yes, even if you still don’t believe me.”
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