His Dark Obsession novel Chapter 14

EVANGELINE.

We both turned, startled to see the prince standing there, luckily he was fully dressed, but somehow I was extra aware of his chiselled body and the way he filled his shirt out… knowing exactly what he was packing under it.

Oh my god, not that kind of packing! I meant his muscles, arm muscles!

"Alpha Prince Zedkiel." Dolores bowed her head graciously, but I could smell the fear coming from her. Like everyone back at the ball, she feared him… I shouldn’t get too distracted either… He was a beast, a monster who would kill instantaneously.

"Give her the very best, I don’t want to see her in anything less than appealing." He said coldly, his eyes on my bare legs.

I pressed my thighs together, tugging at the hem of my shirt, hoping it covered enough.

"The very best." Dolores’s attention turned to me before she looked back at the prince. "Of course my prince… Your insignia then, in what item would you prefer she wear it, a broach, a necklace or perhaps a-"

"I’ll deal with that, just get her the clothes." He snapped coldly before he left, the room suddenly became more breathable, and even Dolores exhaled.

She looked at me and it was as if she were observing me for the first time. "Perhaps, for now, you should wear… these, and in time, I will get what the prince has asked for. We may need to send someone shopping for you…"

"But you have many clothes here." I didn’t want to owe them anything.

"The prince has made it clear that he is claiming you."

Claiming me? The words made me uneasy and when she passed me the tiniest red knickers and a bra that I don’t think was going to cover much. "These?"

"Yes, the Prince’s orders." She said, a flash of an expression I couldn’t understand flitted across her face before she snapped her fingers. "Go change."

I didn’t argue, if it meant he’d let me live… Wearing these clothes wasn’t too bad. At least I had clothes that weren’t his.

Ten minutes later, I was regretting my positivity. The bra did nothing to hide or hold anything, only pushing my boobs into my face. The red peplum top she gave me was so tight I was sure if I had a glass of water it would burst from the seams, and the trousers she gave me… well let’s just say they were so fitted, that the tiny knicker outline could be seen from behind.

"Madam, I think these clothes are a few sizes too small." I mumbled as she shoved a box into my arms roughly. The corner jabbed into my arm.

"No. They’re not. Now put those on." She commanded, and I didn’t bother complaining as I opened the boxes and looked at the black patent heels.

I slipped them on, hoping I didn’t have to wear them all through the day. They weren’t comfortable at all.

"Dolores I have the latest!" A slim man exclaimed upon entering, from his soft pink pants and his silk shirt to his perfect boots, I knew this man was a lover of fashion.

"What do you mean, Alistair?" Dolores asked sharply.

"The king may be expecting the princes to take brides soon, especially since fated mates are so rare. Do you know what means, my sunshine?"

Sunshine? Dolores was anything but a sunshine….

"It means we need to make sure we have the finest clothing and party planners ready just in case." She replied briskly as she sighed, tossing her pen onto the file.

"Yes, that or…" His gaze fell on me, and he looked me over. "Oh, I like that outfit."