Alessia.
" Can you stay?" I asked, no, I pleaded, the need, the desperation in my voice raw, hard to ignore, hard to miss, and his features softened.
" For the night, at least?" I was chewing at my bottom lips, to him, an attempt to seduce him, a seductive move but to me? It was the only string that kept me intact.
Chewing at my bottom lip was the only way that I could remain composed even after exposing myself so brazenly. The pain was a means of control, the only thing that kept me from bolting from the room, from running away from him.
And motherhood? Yes. Being a mother and my desire to stay together with my children was the only thing that gave me the confidence to beg the prince, to make such a request.
" When did you become like this?" He asked, sounding vexed, even judging
