Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Evil Was Seductive

Islinda stumbled forward as soon as they stepped out of the portal and her feet touched the ground, with Aldric righting her. However, she spun out of his grasp as quick as lightning and he laughed at the gesture, finding her amusing.

"Where are we? Where did you take me?" She asked, staring at the unfamiliar room. But the question remained, whose room? And though a small voice inside her head answered, Islinda refused to acknowledge it.

"This is my bedroom." He answered nonchalantly as if he didn’t practically kidnap a young lady into his room.

"What?" Islinda whipped around, slightly out of breath.

"Have a tour while at it." He winked at her.

Islinda rolled her eyes upwards however curiosity got the best of her and she looked around. Aldric invited her anyway, she would not turn it down out of respect and to avoid provoking him, Islinda told herself.

When Islinda imagined Aldric’s bedroom, she assumed it would be dark, cold, direly, smelly, and full of human and Fae skins as decorations and evidence of his kills. Yes, her brain had imagined the worst living situation befitting a monster like him.

No, her brain had not come close to imagining this grand bedroom. Not the lavish room alive with the color blue, the vine-shrouded chandelier hanging from above and alight with a strange fire, a large armoire at the side of the spacious room, shining marble floor, large windows with the moonlight streaming in, and a tempting posh bed - she wanted to feel its softness.

"Wow," Islinda breathed, noticing some other features and the fact his room was more opulent than hers. If his room was this magnificent, Islinda was determined to check out the rest of the house.

She suddenly regretted having not taken up Aurelia’s offer of touring the house - her beautiful prison - during the day. But it was not too late. At least, her schedule for the day was set instead of wallowing in heartbreak.

"The more I....." Islinda turned, trailing off at the shocking sight of Aldric shirtless.

By the gods, Islinda gawked at him, her jaw dropping to the ground. What did she just see? Islinda knew she shouldn’t be interested in Aldric’s body, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him.

Aldric didn’t need any introduction, his tightly coiled muscles told he was a warrior through and through. The runes tattooed on his muscled chest drew more of her attention with the way it gleamed with dark magic. To be honest, the shadows writhing around him should frighten her but she was strangely drawn to it.

The darkness tempted her, urging her to test out her theory, to see if those live shadows were really incorporeal or if she would feel it while wrapped around her hand. Islinda swallowed, evil was seductive.

Islinda took a step back, shaking her head to erase the nonsense, and had to remind herself that Aldric was a monster and that she hated him. But her body seems to have a mind of it, shamelessly ogling the muscles of his abdomen.

At this point, she couldn’t help but compare Valerie and Aldric. While Valerie was all lithe muscles and had the willowy grace of the Fae’s, Aldric was all hard lines and sculpted muscle, his shoulder broader. Valerie oozed raw power, Aldric dribbled cold brutality.

This was not good, the Fae was trying to seduce her. freёwebnovel-com

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