Forbidden Heat novel Chapter 62

“Don’t scream. It’s me, Princess,” the man whispered in my ear in a jovial voice.

As my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and I came to my senses, I recognized the owner of that voice and the face that was now so close to mine.

Edward! How did he get into the mansion at this hour? How did he get into my bedroom?!

“Don’t make a sound, ok? I’m going to release your mouth,” Edward told me with a slight laugh. He must be enjoying my reaction so much. I nodded that I understood and the pressure of his hand on my mouth slowly lessened as he slowly removed his hand.

“Edward! How did you get into the mansion at his hour? How did you get into my bedroom?!” I shouted silently the exact same question I exclaimed in my head just earlier.

What happened to the guards? There are supposed to be guards all day and all night around the mansion and in front of the estate gates. How did Edward get in?

“This used to be my house too, you know. I also grew up here,” Edward answered as he patted my head playfully. I was still massively confused. Just because he grew up here doesn’t answer how he was able to get in.

I guess it made sense that Edward used to live here. Since I’ve been living here for around 10 years without seeing Edward around, I guess I’d forgotten that Lucien inherited this mansion from his father, who was also Edward’s father as well. Their family must have all lived peacefully together here before Edward moved out and Lucien married my mother.

“Because I grew up here, I know my way around pretty well. Avoiding some guards is nothing,” Edward answered my unasked question as he winked at me.

Oh, right. He did tell me he would see me soon. I never thought it would be here and at a time like this. Wait, what if what I saw in my dream was what Edward actually did to me in real life? Judging from the fact that he was in between my legs and the fact that I am wet and sticky down there…

“Should we continue where we left off, My Princess?” Edward asked as he came closer.

I slapped his chest as I pushed him away from me. I promised that I wouldn’t scream not that I wouldn’t hit him.

“Why are you here?” I hissed. Looking around the room nervously hoping that no one heard us.

“To see you, obviously. You did ask for me after all,” Edward replied while shrugging his shoulders.