I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 263

After Alice opened the door, she uttered in a soft voice, "Kingsley, you're finally back. 1 was so worried about you..."

"I'm alright, Alice." Kingsley pointed to Room 604 next door. "Did Beau go in?"

"Mhm. He did." She nodded. "I heard him scream... He sounded tragic..."

Kingsley couldn't help laughing when he heard that. "Why is he so quiet now? Could he have died?" "I don't think so." She took a step closer to Kingsley and made a guess in a low voice. "The soundproofing in this hotel is good. It is probably because his voice has become quieter that we can't hear him..."

Alice had already changed into creamy white silk pajamas. The light fabric clung to her body, making exquisite curves faintly discernible.

Kingsley looked at her, and he subconsciously gulped when he smelled the unique fragrance drifting off her skin.

"Don't worry about him, Alice. Let's... take a bath and go to sleep...”

Even though he had remained calm, or even indifferent when he was seduced by Xaria in the corridor just now, he couldn't possibly not have any sort of physical reaction.

At the end of the day, Kingsley Nicholson was just a normal man.

It was entirely because of his vigilance and wariness against strangers that he controlled his impulses and did not fall for Xaria's honey trap.

However, he didn't need to have his guard up against Alice.

Furthermore, the impossibly sensual curves of her body were too distracting for his eyes to not linger.

In that instant, the impulses that he had suppressed from earlier on suddenly rushed up to his head.

"Kingsley..."

Alice's face gradually flushed red when she noticed the subtle change in his gaze.

"I already showered. I'm going to bed first!"

After throwing that out, she jogged back to the bed, and quickly wormed her way under the covers.

Kingsley took a deep breath then, and he turned around and entered the bathroom to take a short cold shower.

His shower was almost as fast as the time he did his training in military camp.

Two minutes later, he waltzed out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. Sweeping his hand through his wet hair, he murmured, "Are you really going to sleep so soon, Alice? It is so rare that we finally have the chance to be alone!"

Hearing his words, she poked her head out to take a peek. "But I—"

She stopped talking halfway through.

"Alice, these are all old scars. I'm okay now. There is nothing for you to worry about."

As he spoke, he took his clothes and was about to put them on.

He had just put his arm through one sleeve when he heard Alice's soft voice. "Don't wear your clothes. Come here and let me take a look."

"Alice, there is nothing to see. They are all healed. Just—”

"Come here!" She cut him off. "I am a doctor. It is for me to judge whether or not these scars are healed or painful!”

Resigned, Kingsley could only put down his shirt and step toward the bed.

She then lifted the blanket and grabbed him by his hand. "Come. Sit on the bed."

"Alice..."

He hadn’t expected things to develop in this direction!

He had brainstormed a million ways to get into the same bed as Alice without being beaten up, but he never would have thought that Alice would invite him to get in bed just by taking off his shirt and showing her his scars.