AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Could he have changed his mind about shooting me to death...because he wants to prolong my torture? What if he's not just a fan ofYou?What if he's also into movie franchises likeSawandHosteland—-oh my God, Seven, stop trying to scare yourself to death, dammit!
My gaze swings back to his, and this time, a few more things about the gunman start to sink in, none of them comforting. At all.
He's impeccably dressed in a suit that's worth more than my wages for the entire year, but what worries me the most is just howdazzlinglygorgeous he is.
I was too frightened to realize this a while ago, but now that my shock has started to wear off, I'm able to take in all the other little details of his appearance. There's the ebony shade of his hair, the angular prominence of his cheekbones, and the way his overnight stubble just makes his lips appear more devastatingly...sensual.
It's the last thought that makes my blood turn cold, and I'm now painfully convinced that I'm soon going to meet my Maker. A man this hot has all the reason to conceal his identity, and the fact that he isn't—-
"Do you know what the punishment is—-"
Oh God, here it comes, here it comes!
"—-for entering the room of a member of Huznan royalty without permission?"
What did he just say?
I stare at him in stupefied silence, and his gaze turns mocking. "Shall I repeat the question?"
Oh shit.
The truth finally dawns on me, and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Good news: This man is no killer.
Bad news: This manisa member of the royal family of the kingdom of Huzna, and—-
Worse news: I actually do know what the punishment is for trespassing on any property owned or occupied by Huznan royalty, and it's fucking death.
Shit, shit, shit!
It's like jumping from the frying pan into the fire, and I rack my brains for something I can say to excuse the inexcusable.
I know our VIPs' schedule like the back of my hand, and I could've sworn he and his entourage weren't due to arrive until tomorrow. But regardless of the reason for him showing up a day early, I still haven't any right to enter his room without permission—-
"So you do know."
The man's drawl makes my frantic gaze snap back to his, and the glint in his golden eyes makes me swallow hard.
"I'm s-sorry," I stammer. "I didn't mean to trespass." I make a tentative attempt to retreat after, but the moment I move, his sharp voice lashes out like a whip.
"Did I say you were dismissed?"
Every cell in my body freezes, and shock claws back into my soul.
"Did I?"
I work hard to keep my voice steady as I answer him. "No, Your Highness."
"Then don't until I tell you to."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Several moments pass, and he's now looking at me like I'm some alien species to be dissected.Thoroughly.
"What do you know of Huzna?"
Oh God.
