BELLA'S POV
I am frozen in place. My knees shake and my heart beats so hard that I am having a hard time breathing.
I am once again facing the ruthless King, with his son's hands tightly wrapped around my body. Such an unfair predicament!
Should I run? Where? The man is right in front of the door and his son is holding me way too tight against his bare chest.
I wish I can become invisible. I am not sure what to do in a situation like these. Should I scream for help? Who would help? I am a thief and they are King and Prince of the most powerful Kingdom. Who would dare fight them to help me?
The man wears a smile as he walks forward, his eyes fixed on us.
"She does look more stunning than Usher!" He says.
What? Is he talking about me? Of course not. I am sure I look a shocked mess!
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