Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 388

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Chapter 388: A Little Compromise

Aldric was taken aback by Islinda wrenching out of his grasp, but it was the molten anger in her eyes that made him stop short.

"What’s wrong?" he asked, sensing the abrupt change in her.

Islinda glared at him. "You lied to me."

Aldric sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I told you that my kind doesn’t lie—"

"You said Eli doesn’t want to see me," she pointed out. "You lied."

Instantly, the tent that had formed below them vanished, like a flame extinguished by water. "Oops, I guess I slipped," he said unapologetically upon being found out.

Fury unlike anything she had felt before consumed Islinda, and without thinking, she forcefully shoved him into a wall.

Aldric’s sadistic smile faded as he scrutinized their new position with slight fear. "Now, this is interesting," he said.

"Shut up!" Islinda spat, her anger blinding her.

Without hesitation, she tightened her grip on him, causing Aldric’s eyes to widen in shock and pain. It seemed that regardless of being human or Fae, he was still fragile.

"What are you doing...?" Aldric choked out, unable to finish his sentence as Islinda squeezed even harder, causing his eyes to shut and his face to contort in agony.

He could have easily dislodged her, but he knew that approaching the situation forcefully would only make things worse. While Aldric had no interest in having children, he still enjoyed sex and needed his anatomy intact for it. He had never quite confirmed whether Fae could regrow such delicate parts.

In that moment, Islinda had complete control over Aldric, who pleaded with his eyes. Who knew that she, too, possessed sadistic tendencies? It was an oversight on his part. He desperately needed his "packaging" to remain unharmed. frёewebnoѵēl.com

"You lied to me!" Islinda yelled at him.

"No, I didn’t lie to you—" Aldric attempted to defend himself, only to be met with another painful squeeze.

By the gods, she was a petite torture queen.

"Fuck this," Aldric cursed, finally confessing, "I never lied to you. Eli was so heartbroken by your actions that he didn’t want to see you, and he gave me control. However, he had a change of heart along the way, and that’s what I didn’t tell you."

Islinda stared at Aldric, absorbing the truth. But even with the truth revealed, her anger still lingered. She was tired of his mind games and words manipulation.

She squeezed him once more, causing him to moan this time. Aldric was quite accustomed to pain, easily able to endure this one. In fact, it aroused him. He had always enjoyed pain in his lovemaking.

Islinda was stunned by his reaction, and in her shock, she slipped. Aldric seized the opportunity and quickly turned the tables, pressing her against the wall. Islinda gasped, everything happening so rapidly that her eyes struggled to keep up.

Aldric’s breath was hot against her neck as the realization set in that she was now at his mercy. What had she been thinking, grabbing him like that? Islinda felt a mixture of embarrassment and fear, realizing her tendency to make foolish decisions when she was consumed by anger.