Chapter 21: Mark My Word

Vishiea's POV

Before I could even get away, he pulled me back, causing my head to hit his chest. I gave him a sharp look. But he remained serious-looking.

I tried to pull my hand away, but he only tightened his grip. "Let me go, your Majesty," he shook his head.

What does he really need from me? I should be the one annoying him right now, but why is the opposite happening?

Earlier, I planned to ruin their night. But, my night is the one that will be ruined. It's frustrating. But wait, I still have a choice. It's either I let him ruin...