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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.

Instead of moving, Rye simply stayed still, promising herself to suck every inch of his blood the next time he offered it to her.

'I'm the stupid one for hesitating,' Rye thought as she felt him tighten his arms around her, lowering his head back to her shoulder where her collar was.

Instead of paying any more attention to him, Rye went back to focusing on refining her magic trying to figure out ways to refine it even faster than before, only to come up short.

With no other choice but to remain there for more than two hours before she finally realized that she could no longer take it.

It would have been a different thing if Klas simply hugged her or buried his neck in her shoulder but ever so slightly after about half an hour, he would move, burrowing his face deeper into her neck, and brushing his lips against her skin.

Chapter 79: Ambush