Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid
So she ground her teeth and bit her lower lip to chase away how nervous she felt.
Noah heard her, registered her whispered words at the back of his brain. He wasnt here, not entirely. He took a step, and she took one back, her stubbornness fickle and slipping. She hit the oval opulent table’s edge with the back of her thighs; the trap slowed down his advances becuase quite frankly, he liked her like this. She wasn’t scared of him. She was stronger than anyone gave her credit for. She was just shy, painfully so. He hadn’t seen it before, lost in apparitions of control over his own weakness. She gripped the corner with white knuckles. And clasped another hand in his, interwining their fingers.
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