Page 103 of Her Improper Desire


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Ouch!

Another woman had suddenly bumped into her, and Ember was aghast to see the woman accidentally spill her organic-chili-kiwi juice (it said so on the label) on her own top.

Ember automatically bowed in apology. "I'm so sorry—-"

"Are you serious?" the other woman screamed. "Do you know how hard it is to buy this limited-fucking-edition top?"

Ember didn't hesitate to apologize for the second time. "I'm truly very sorry." When one worked for the royal family, the less one had to do with public confrontations, the better.

"How did you even get in this place?" Scream Queen demanded. "You can't possibly be a guest at the hotel—-"

Ember's view of the other woman was suddenly blocked by Ilyas appearing in front of her. "Are you alright?"

The note of concern in the sheikh's voice terrified Ember, and she found herself switching to Huznan as she worriedly threw the question back at him. "Areyoualright?"

Ilyas frowned. Why would she think he wasn't? She was the one who had the misfortune of encountering a banshee from Hell, not him.

"Did you hit your head or something in the past five seconds?" Ember was still speaking in Huznan, albeit this time in a whisper. "You sounded so disgustingly nice—-"

Damn this little chick.

He smiled down at her and said pleasantly in Huznan, "Just shut up and play along." He switched back to English right after, asking, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Scream Queen let out another shriek. "Excuse me? I'm the victim here, hello?"

But Ilyas didn't even turn to look at the other woman and kept his golden eyes trained at his secretary. "Ember?"

"Uhyeargh."It was the best Ember could do, since the demon prince acting all sweet and caring like this was creepy as fuck.

"You must be more careful next time," he censured gently. "You do not want to risk being infected by human trash—-"

Ember choked as the sheikh's words made the other woman's face change color. It was hard to say exactly what shade, however, since Scream Queen looked red with humiliation at one moment, then purple with rage in another, and was that a little bit of green she was seeing as well?

By the time the other woman finally recovered her ability to speak, the sheikh had already led Ember out of the fitness club, and a dozen men in suits had sprung out of nowhere when she tried to run after them.

"Come back here, you bitch!"

Ember couldn't help wincing when she heard Scream Queen release another ear-splitting cry.

"Doesn't she remind you of a banshee?" the sheikh muttered in disgust.

Considering how the other woman was still able to make her ears ring even from afar, her royal bosshole certainly had a point, but...

Ember waited until they were in the privacy of his suite before shaking her head at the sheikh. "Didn't we just talk about the need for keeping a low profile?"

"She insulted you," Ilyas said with a curl of his lip.

Ember was stunned. That sounded rather...sweet?

"I'm the only one allowed to insult you."

I knew it.Ilyas was Ilyas, and she should've remembered that her royal bosshole was the kind of man who would rather eat his own shit than say something nice.

"Anyway..." The sheikh's tone turned brisk. "Forget about her. I had a call from the embassy, and they told me the dates for the program have been moved up by a month."

"That's fine," she reassured him.

"Didn't you tell me we still had one vacant slot left?" The sheikh headed into his bedroom while speaking and Ember fought to stay calm as she followed behind him.

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