I lay in Prince Louis' arms, my body completely stiff.

For the rest of the journey, I wisely refrained from speaking. However, Prince Louis' expression remained serious. He held me tightly, his eyes fixed ahead, his sensual lips tightly pressed into a line.

I covertly observed his lower half. His well-fitted pants were now straining, and I had seen that part a few times before. Each time I saw it, I couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on my scalp.

Would I even be able to get out of bed tomorrow?

I thought with a touch of pessimism.

Although I felt uncomfortable, Prince Louis clearly had no intentions of...