---- Come on Zariyan! You are getting distracted! This is not why you stated.

Tneed to tell you something.

I manage to speak and he looks back at me over his shoulder.

Least concerned of standing half up naked in front of me.

Tam...

Lam deflowered.

I speak to only have my palms clamp on my mouth in disbelief.

My eyes widened and mind went blank What the hell did I say? It came too direct than intended.

T expected him to look at me in disgust and never spare me a look again.

To look at me like Iam unworthy of him.

But all my expectations, drained down to hell as he took a step closer to me...

and then another.

My feet stagger back in anxiousness, my eyes widen in fear but then my foot got stuck in the carpet and the next thing I know my body is falling back.

---- eee T expected a clumsy fall Maybe a concussion.

But before my ass could kiss the ground it got held my a strong warm grip, while an arm sneaked around my waist.

He held me.

I look into his green eyes, bewildered.

Why...

why is he doing this? Why isnt he rejecting me? And then....

I got my answer.

T know, Princess.

After all, am the one who deflowered you.

---- Chapter 248 At that second it felt like the entire world conspired against me to make me stand there in this situation facing him.

Maybe I heard him wrong.

Maybe I am imagining this.

Maybe this is just a bad dream and I will up from it any second But those green eyes? They don't waver from mine even for a second.

His stare was so intense that lam suddenly transferred to that night with him hovering over me and looking into my eyes as he entered me.

My mind went blank as I inhale his scent and I am overwhelmed by pine and cinnamon.noveldrama

That same scent.

The same voice.

Those piercing green eyes.

---- os I's really.....

him.

My eyes widen to the size of saucers, as realisation hits me to the gut and my palms slam on his chest.I push him away from me to stagger back in shock to only topple back and fall on the carpet.

My ass burned but that was least of my concerns right now.

You Cret! What the hell are you doing here! I scream, breathing heavily and he cracks his neck to a side to look down at me with furrowed brows.

Like I am a specie he couldn't fathom.

A pest he couldn't decide to squash or pet.

His hands delve back in his pocket, and he steps back to settle on the bed like he owned it.

His long legs widen up to create an air dominance and control.

And I feel my insides unsettling.

T operate the worst under pressure.

If someone tries to dominate or put pressure on me, I recoil like a spring to only hit them ten time worse.