humanboss

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Rye knew the exact moment his gaze slid down her face to her chest, as he leaned closer until she could feel his breath on her neck.

Hot and steamy sending shivers down her spine as she felt him lean his muscles against her bosom.

“You want me! You can deny it but I can feel it through the bond we share,”

“Klas!” Rye gasped pushing against him with her eyes closed.

Her eyes snaped open, shocked to feel him pull away something she was convinced he would never do.

“FINE!” His deep voice echoing through the desolate mansion they stood in, after he sent all the servants off.

“I’ll give you five seconds to leave Rye. After that, if you’re still here, I’ll make you regret ever pushing me away.”

“One…”

“Wha-what?”

“Two…”

Rye knew she should leave. Sleeping with Klas was something she had sworn never to do. They were just using each other. She needed his blood, and he needed her to remove the chains that bound his powers.

Yet, the pleasure that thrummed through her body when he had kissed her was unforgettable.

“Four…”

In a panic, Rye finally found the strength to move but by then it was already too late and she saw it in his eyes just as she moved to walk past him.

A cruel glint that made her wish she left when she had the chance to.

“Five…”
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The plan was for the both of them to work together and get what they wanted.

Him-the throne.

Her- the blue stone that would send her back to the human world.

Rye had no idea when the plan changed and less how to adjust to it.

I must kill the man I love.

Publish schedule- 2 chapters per day(July 1)

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"Lady Farona, out of everyone I think Rye, the new girl is the weakest," Filly slowly said in a low tone that showed just how reluctant she was to say such words.

"We're all purebloods and she's the only halfling. The magic in her blood is minimal at best and I'm sure my fellow apprentices would agree," Filly continued, a signal that everyone else had better comply.

Rye wasn't even surprised when she heard Filly's close friends follow in her path.

"I also think the halfling is the weakest!'

"I think she should be the one to form a bond with the patient,"

"She's the weakest. I'm also sure of it!" They said one after the other and it only grew worse when even the women that weren't in Filly's circle soon began to agree.

"I-I also agree. She's the weakest!" Another two opened their mouths to speak out of the ten until only Molija, the girl Rye had met in the carriage on the way to the arena, and Holi who were yet to speak.

Chapter 40: Forced