"What did I miss?" Came the annoying voice of Alexander. Isadora rolled her eyes at him before breaking from Roselyn’s hug. For some odd reason unbeknownst to Isadora, Roselyn was avoiding Alexander’s face, even when they were in the room where Zed was. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Nothing much. Maybe a cup of tea," she said giving him that wicked smile but it didn’t have the effect she desired, or maybe he pretended he didn’t notice it. He walked across the room and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Delicious!" He praised. And looking her in the eye, "It reminds me of your days as my personal maid."

Isadora blushed when she remembered what he used to do to her. Roselyn, on the other hand, had her head lowered. She knew Alexander was throwing a tantrum and she was the target.

"I’ll take my leave Your Majesty," she said pointing at the door.

"You can stay with me as long as you want," Isadora offered. She noticed how stiff Roselyn was since Alexander stepped in the room. It was like having Alexander in the same room with her was choking the air out of her, or maybe he had done something to her.

"Thank you but I have something to do, honestly. Again, thank you for the tea," she offered a clumsy bow to both of them and literally fled out of the room.

"Did you see that?" Isadora asked, still staring at the slightly open door. But no reply came. She turned to look at him and found Alexander seated beside her. He had this crazy look in his eyes she couldn’t fathom.

"All I see is a beautiful lady in a room with a hungry beast," he said so damn seductively that Isadora blushed. And she was certain the alien feeling at her groin just bubbled. So it was about this, again!

The door shut on its own surprising Isadora. Her gaze darted between him and the door, the sinister smile he wore answering it all. He was that powerful!

"You’ve been trying to avoid me all day, right?" He asked inching closer.

"Avoid... Why would I avoid you?" She asked pretending to retain a straight face.

"Because I’ll always kick your legs apart," he seductively answered.

Isadora’s breath hitched yet she tried to act stoic. Alexander couldn’t deny the fact that he was impressed with her acting skills. It would only be a matter of minutes before she knelt begging him for more.

"Roselyn," she said trying to avert the topic. "What did you do to her?"

Who would buy that? Definitely not Alexander! He wrapped his hands around her hair taking in every detail of her flawless face with his fingers. He leaned forward to her ears and he could feel her stiffen.

"I did to her what I’ll never do to you," he said in a whisper enjoying the effect he had on her. He tucked the stray strands of her hair behind her ear, his eyes setting on her already flushed cheeks yet she acted normal. But for how long?

"And that is?" Isadora mastered the courage to ask despite battling fiercely with her desires. Every wave of his breath that faned her skin acted like an aphrodisiac that unleashed the depths of desire within her. If having him this close got her this aroused, what if he touched her... She was quick to discard the thought.

"Rejecting her," he said stroking her hair gently. This had Isadora lean back to look at him. "What?"

She stared at him for a moment before she shook her head, "Nothing." So that was why Roselyn was acting strange around him? "How far with the construction?"

And as if he had lost interest in her, he sat up on the bed burying his face in his palms. "The palace is almost done and some parts of the city. The knights are helping families to build houses."

"I think I should be going," he said and drowned the contents of the cup in one go. From the corner of his eyes, he could see Isadora’s jaw tick. His trick was actually working. He smiled at himself and made for the door.

"Stay," he heard her say as he was about to turn the knob. She didn’t see the wicked smile that curved on his face that moment. He turned around wearing a blank expression.

"Why?" He asked, feigning ignorance.

"I..." Isadora began with a stutter. Lord! How would she put it. She was aroused? God damnit! But she had him to blame. He aroused her and he wanted to leave! She didn’t know why but she needed him more than ever!

"You?" He asked, enjoying the whole drama. God knew how much self control it took him to not ravage her there and then. But a little torture would do!

"I... I want you?" She said, embarrassment taking the better part of her. To Alexander, this was an amusement show where the audience was acting dumb when they actually knew what was happening behind the scenes. Trust me, it’s one of the most exciting shows.

"Be specific," he said walking closer to where she sat. "There’s a whole me!"

Isadora lifted her face to look at him up close. Her gaze settled on his lips, infatuation instantly working its magic. "Kiss me!"

Alexander but his lip in an alluring manner but still feigned ignorance, again!

"Just kissing?" He asked. He had already leaned so close he could feel her rhythmic breathing against his skin.

"Touch me," she added, already burning in need at his teasing. Isadora had never been this desperate for a touch. She wanted to be touched all over her body that it scared her. The body she once knew to be hers had betrayed her completely and the end results could only be predicted.

And when he stroked her hair again inching closer to her slightly parted lips, she closed her eyes surrendering to him. She wanted him to quench the fire burning in her that moment. Her mind had simply turned into a haze!