CHAPTER FOURTEEN

RYLAN'S POV

As soon as the hallway became void of people, I found lust fogging my brain and propelling me forward. All rational thoughts in my brain out the window. From the point she stormed into the palace looking like an aggravated tiger, all the blood in my body rushed to my dick.

I'd never seen her in such a state before; murderous brown eyes filled with malicious intent to draw blood.

Call me a sick psychopath but the sight of her perky breasts heaving up and down in anger while in the cocoon of the purple hoodie was a massive turn on. Between the goddess and man, I struggled not to look like a crazed person even as I approached her.

I was on the brink of near insanity and the only cure for my madness was to be in close proximity to the one who somehow was able to stir my blood in the most exciting yet scary way ever.

Been around her always brought forth the need to cater for her and that was not because she was an orphan. I itched to cradle her head in my arms, kiss her until