Killian did not react the way I had expected him to.

I thought maybe he would be shocked out of his mind and try to form a plan for us to escape this.

Rather, he sat stiffly, his beautiful eyes directed on me as he muttered.

“Do you not want to get married to me?” He asked calmly, his beautiful eyes staring deeply into mine.

I swallowed at a loss for words.

“Killian, we are friends.

Getting married would complicate our relationship.

And I don’t want anything to ruin what we have,” I mumbled, my heart pounding erratically against my rib cage.

His gaze darkened, as an expression flickered across...