Bella's father the King tried to reprimand her but yet she wouldn't listen claiming she needed to find a man suitable to be her husband- The Ice Queen.
Fight it.
I shut my eyes and clenched my fists together.
Stand up, pick up your jeans, wear them back and walk away. He'll let you go.
I small sigh escaped my lips as I thought about what I just did. How did I even end up sitting on his thighs?
Fight it April.
Fight your traitorous body, fight his warmth, fight his manly cologne, fight his muscles, fight your own wetness.
I stood up abruptly, my heart beating erractically and giving me all the reasons why I shouldn't bend over for the king.
He's a Paedophile.
He's a dom. I hate doms.
He'll probably bite my butt.
Valerian warned me about him.
With that being said, I have control
