The DON's Princess
He leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he whispered, "It’s hard to look at anything else when you're in the room."
I felt heat rise to my cheeks, but I quickly masked it with a polite smile. "Thank you," I replied, keeping my tone neutral.
As we danced, his hands began to wander, sliding lower than was appropriate. My body stiffened. "You’re absolutely radiant,” he whispered again. I laughed lightly, more out of nervousness than anything else, and subtly shifted my position, keeping his hands where they should be. I glanced back to the governor's table. The only reason I had accepted the dance in the first place was because I didn't want to seem rude, but I was starting t
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