"Are you keeping any of your power or something a secret from me?"

"What?" Isabella was taken aback by the unexpected question. She had been enjoying a romantic moment, but his words abruptly busted the bubble of her excitement. "Is that what you intend to ask after being so close and affectionate?" she asked, bewildered.

"Of course, or what else did you expect?" William leaned casually against the wall, arms folded, a hidden smirk playing on his lips.

Isabella let go of his collar, stepped back, and tightened the belt of her nightgown; her cheeks puffed with an unknown irritation as she tried to compose herself.

"Nothing?" She nervously tucked...