44. The Game.

Lilliana’s POV

Smiling, my cheeks felt hot as Nikolai leaned in to kiss me while smoothening my hair with his fingers. He pulled away from me, stood up and extended his hand.

I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me what he wanted, a slow music was playing and everyone was already on the dance floor with their partners.

I looked around, I had no idea if I wanted to do this in front of thousands of eyes yet but I couldn’t refuse with the way Nikolai was smiling at me.

He’d said that I was all that matters to him.

Smiling to myself, I took his hand without giving myself another chance to think things through and soon, we were on the dance floor.

I could feel the gazes on me but it was hard to care when all I could think of was how delicious he smelled, how blissful it felt to sway around with him guiding me.

I was laughing genuinely and I forgot all about Jenna or the maids that definitely hate me now. I forgot about all of my worries because nothing mattered when I’m with him.

The dance fl