Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Let’s Be Honest

Islinda was horny.

And it was all thanks to a certain Fae. She shouldn’t have taken up his offer, but it was either kissing him or sleeping all alone in her scary room. She had thought of going to the staff quarters and perhaps, spending a night with Rosalind, but she wasn’t that close enough with the Fae to have a sleepover.

Moreover, her behavior would seem odd and Rosalind and the others would be sure to ask questions. Islinda had no idea how serious of an offense Valerie’s actions were, she simply did not want to recall the details. It made her uncomfortable. She couldn’t sleep with her great friend, Maxi either. The stable was not an ideal sleeping arena.

Nor could she go to Issac. No, the thought alone was awkward and didn’t want to cause any problems or misunderstandings between her and Maxi. It was not proper, even if Maxi agreed to it. How would she feel if Rosalind were to share a bed with Valerie? No, Islinda couldn’t imagine it happening.

In one word, Aldric was the best and worst option.

And now, she had a wet and aching core to thank him for. Aldric was not the only one that needed to calm down, she needed relief as well. Perhaps, she should have just let him finish the work.

No!

Islinda rejected the abhorrent thought. What in the Fae was she thinking? Kissing Aldric because she had no choice was one thing, but intentionally going further than that, would be on her. No blame. Nothing. Purely her fault.

She couldn’t let herself get carried by Aldric’s devilish beauty and charm because he was still a monster beneath the good looks. She can’t forget that ever! Aldric doesn’t care about her, she was just leveraged over Valerie. All his kind acts were not sincere, it was just him taking care of his bargaining chip.

Islinda recalled Aldric’s vicious nature, and thanks to that reminder, was able to overcome her state of arousal. It was nice to know that her self-control was still intact and to prevent a "mistake" from happening, she had to put certain measures in place.

Thus, this was how she went to Aldric’s wardrobe and pulled out every single cloth in there, dumping it on the bed till it formed a pile. Then she set to work and used it to demarcate the bed into two. That way, the both of them could stick to their sides and thankfully, the bed was large enough so Aldric couldn’t claim the space was too small. She had even limited her own space for his sake. There would be no excuses this time.

Aldric walked in on her making the finishing touches on the bed and exclaimed, "What in the Fae, Islinda?" He gestured to his empty wardrobe before his gaze landed on the bed, taking in her handwork.

Islinda turned to him, "You’re back." She followed his gaze and looked to the bed, "Don’t worry, I’ll personally see to it that your clothes are properly arranged and returned to the wardrobe." She promised him.

"What’s the meaning of this?" He asked, his gaze fixed on hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat and she wanted to hide away from his sight.

However, Islinda composed herself and said with her head lifted high, "It’s to prevent another mistake from happening," She smiled reassuringly at him, "Also, I saved the biggest space for you."

However, Aldric did not listen to the rest of her words, picking her earliest words instead, "Really? A mistake?" He scoffed, his face suddenly darkening, "Is that what you think of the kiss?"

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