CHAPTER Forty-Eight

  Ryan's POV

  I quickly bashed inside my room with the idea that she would still be there standing in the same spot waiting for me but hell no! There was no trace of her in there. She is gone……… She doesn't have any smell so there was no way to detect where she could be or how long she had left. I sighed deeply before plopping on my bed. My eyes moved to the mess she caused, the pail of water and the soaked mob on the floor. The messy food littered every single spot on the desk. I smiled and looked away.

  I stared at the spot where I met her immediately after I entered, I could remember vividly that she had food in her hands and mouth. I laughed at how embarrassed and shy she seemed to be.

  She looked cute when she felt embarrassed, but my face hardened as I recalled how afraid she looked. It was as if she was scared and afraid of me, her scared behavior breaks me. I don't want her to be afraid of me, I don't bite, or is it because I am the king?

  /Fuck the KING/