Rhaegar
After breakfast, I didn't go to the office immediately. I followed Nalya's scent to the laundry room. She was sitting and reading. Whatever she was reading was dirty because she was red and hot. I could smell her arousal, and my dick hardened in my pants. She stopped and raised her head, looking around, but I hid in the corner before she could see me. I went behind her, trying to see what she was reading, and indeed, it was an intense sex scene. I wondered many things at that moment. Has she done it before? If yes, with whom? I clutched my fist with jealousy.
"That's naughty," I said, and she jumped out of her seat. She was easily startled.
"Prince Rhaegar," she bowed.
"That looks like an interesting book. What is it?" I asked. She blushed and tried to hide the book in one of the laundry baskets.
"I- I just found it here and started to read it," she stuttered. She was seriously so damn gorgeous when she was nervous.