As our lips parted, Prince Dante stared at me in shock and I knew I was done for.
What was I thinking ? Why did I let that strange voice talk me into making such a big mistake?
He'd probably throw me out of his camp or worse—kill me for forcing myself on him.
What have I done to myself?
"I'm…I'm sorry, your highness.." I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Dante darted his gaze from my eyes to my lips and then back to my eyes, his face void of any emotions and I tried my best to look for the nearest possible exit.
But before I could think of what to do, I heard him speak.
No not him…
That voice sounded deeper than the voice I had become familiar with and his scent flooded my nostrils in excess.
"You have no idea how much I've wanted to do that kira" he hoarsely said befo
