---- opened page glowing in the candle light, my heart stops.

There were pictures....

or rather drawings of figures.

Doing sex in different angles.

There were full paras under each picture and I feel the earlier wetness between my legs returning.

I wanted to close the book and put it back.

But I couldn't.

It's like my eyes are fixated at the lewd image.

Gulping I move closer to the book and read what's written under it.

The first image was of the woman literally humping on top of the man.

He had her hair wrapped in his hands as he used it to pull and push her.

Thear my heart beating faster in my chest and my palms turning clammy.

What kind of pose is this? Do woman like this? I flip the page and I almost gasp.

The woman...

she was on all fours and the man stood behind her.

He ---- ee = had her hair fisted in his hand like she was some kind of an- Having a fun night I see? A husky voice whispers from behind me and I stumble back.noveldrama

The book drops from between my hands and I hit the book shelf behind Before I know I feel the entire shelf falling on my head and I crouch down to drop my head in my hands.

Gosh! I am going to die of my clumsiness today.

---- Chapter 265 The books come down to fall on top of me like a deck of cards blown away by the wind.

Yet not even one book touched me.

Strange.

I peep up and that's when I see a huge frame hovering over me, shielding my entire body with his frame.

Not just the books, but even the wooden rack would have fallen on me if he hadn't stepped in Wait a second, isnt he hurt.

I look up at him and I couldn't help ask.

Are you hurt? He looks down at me.

Our eyes connect and then his lips curve up into a smirk.

Do Ihear concern, Princess? Bastard.

---- T look away from him and he straightens up to push the wooden rack back into its place.

He crouched down to pick up the books when his hand stops on the open book I was reading.

My heart leaps in my chest and I rush to get it when he beats me to it.

Picking up the book, he lifts it above his head and I jump, trying to get it.

Don't see...

don't see..

Please.

He raises a brow as he flips the pages of the book and I find his evil smirk widening.

A book po*n? Well that's new.

I thought you were an innocent independent girl, Princess.

T guess they are right when they say the most shy and introverted ones are actually the wildest.

Blood gushes to my face and I extend my fingers to get back the book when he only stretches the book higher.

Our fronts were touching.

I could sniff his pine and cinnamon scent but I don't move back.

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