Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Three.

Mirah

“Breathe, Princess,”

That voice. I suddenly felt like closing my eyes, and allowing myself to be lulled by such a charming voice.

I wondered who owned it.

I shivered as the young man behind me caressed the insides of my wrist. Suddenly brought back to reality, I glanced around.

Raymond was looking at us, with a murderous expression.

“Wha's the meaning of this, Mirabella? Are you trying to set me up?” He hissed, anger flashing in his eyes.

I almost laughed. “Set you up? You're the one who tried to take advantage of me.” I breathed harshly.

A hand traced the small of my back, and I shivered, leaning into his touch. I couldn't explain what I was feeling at that moment.

“Interesting. He tried to take advantage of you, hm?” The guy said in a mesmerizing voice, and I forced myself to swallow.

That fucking intoxicating cologne of his, wouldn't let me think straight.

“You're distracting me, Princess,” I heard the voice again.

Only that I realize