The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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MAKING LOVE BETWEEN DIAMONDS KATHERINE When I opened it, fortunately, it was just a maid preparing my bath.

"Come in," I instructed, diving back into my preparations.

"Your Ladyship, I can arrange your clothes," she immediately offered with a submissive stance.

Id bet anything that this overly "attentive" service was a reflection of the hosts' sudden change in attitude.

"Not necessary, just prepare the bath properly.

Is there any essence?" "Yes, yes, rose, grapefruit, and also lavender.

If youd prefer another..." "Lavender is fine," I chose randomly.

Isat in front of the mirror and started untangling the mess of damp hair.

What a sight I was.

"It's ready," she informed me after some time.

"You may leave," I said, watching her through the reflection.

"If youd like, I could give you a massage, or bring you an aromatic candle, or..." "T dont need anything else, thank you.

You may go," I repeated, not rudely, but firmly.

She bowed her head in acknowledgment and left, closing the door behind her.

I genuinely felt sorry for her.

If only she knew that her intentions had ---- been sincere from the start.

But now, I was the one who no longer wanted the hostess's false kindness.

I stepped into the bath and washed myself thoroughly...

every inch.

I dont know, I had this feeling that today, Id start paying for my increased pension.

Icame out in my white robe, barefoot, the warmth of the fireplace crackling from a corner, heating my skin.

Drying my hair a little, feeling relaxed, I grabbed one of the books I had brought and lay on the bed, reading by candlelight.

And then, I waited...

and waited.

Every slight noise outside made me tense up, expectant.

Thadn't locked the door after the maid left, so anyone could enter from the hallway.

Yet, as the hours passed, Elliot...

didnt seem to be coming to my room.

What are you waiting for? For him to come begging on his knees like some lovestruck fool? Seriously, Katherine, wake up.

What are you doing? "T muttered, gripping the pillow and burying my face into it.

I wanted to slap myself for being so stupid.

Just because of a little attention, I was confusing things with Elliot.

Icouldn't afford to let myself get carried away with that man.

But he was giving me such mixed signals.

Ino longer knew what he had figured out, how much, or what exactly was brewing between us.