“Anyway, if I must marry, do I not deserve to select someone who will entertain me? You are a hundred times more intriguing than that lot, my little spitfire. I want you.” Every fiber of my being wished to rip his hand away, but I remained still. Rydar did not respond, but the flickering muscle in his jaw exposed his annoyance. Does the high prince’s interest alarm him? Is he…jealous?
Yep he is!😂😂
