Fourty Five : Come to me, Princess. 21+

He followed me as I walked out of his room to get my coffee that was left in the kitchen.

I don't want you to see her again, if she's still here. He said when I balked at what he did.

The attention of the employees who were so attached to us as we walked towards the kitchen made me guess what their thoughts were. Do they think that we have a special relationship? Or worse, they thought I was one of Rhysand's women?

I sighed. I try not to care what people think because in reality it's not true.

I'm nobody but Rhysand del Millero's personal assistant.

"Suddenly I want coffee." Rhysand said from behind me as we entered the kitchen, and how relieved I was to find no one here but my coffee still on the table. "You can make it for me. If you mind, Princess."

That name again..

I just nodded and walked over to the counter to do as he said. I pulled the glass from the cupboard, and tore off the coffee packet.

"No sugar." Whisper right in my ear made me choke.

Rhysand wrapped his arms around my