Played With

“You don’t mean it, King Valtor,” Ivy said, forcing out a shaky breath. “You’re probably just playing games with me.”

I tilted my head properly, watching her reaction.

“You are beautiful too,” I replied calmly. “Black, shiny skinned, naturally endowed.” My voice lowered. “What do you think is the reason I lured you in here under the excuse of needing sleeping dosage?”

Her eyes widened.

“We are the only ones here,” I added, rising slowly to my feet, my gaze deliberately slow and assessing as I stared at her in a way that made her uncomfortable.

“King Valtor… you can’t be doing this,” Ivy said, retreating instinctively.

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