Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Perverse Enjoyment

It was Aldric. The one and only dark Fae Prince. Her captor and master. And he was looming over her.

Islinda’s heart pounded in her chest as she let out a choked whimper, her body tensing with fear. What in the Fae was going on? Her mind raced with questions, confusion clouding her thoughts. What was Aldric doing here? How did he even find her? Didn’t Maxi assure her that she had three more days of rest? What has happened?

Islinda’s mind was a whirlwind of questions, each one intensifying the fear that washed over her like a tidal wave. As she gazed into Aldric’s fiendish face, her heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. His smile, deadly and predatory, sent shivers down her spine, leaving her feeling trapped and vulnerable. In that moment, it was as if she were prey, cornered by a relentless predator, and the realization of her peril sent a chill coursing through her veins.

As Islinda’s senses returned, her survival instincts kicked in, and she

mustered the strength to scream. However, before the sound could escape her lips, Aldric swiftly cupped his hand over her mouth, stifling her attempt.

Panic surged through her as she struggled against his grip, her eyes wide with terror as she realized the direness of her situation. Unable to call for help, she felt a sense of helplessness engulfing her as Aldric’s presence loomed over her, his grip firm and unyielding.

Aldric’s sinister grin deepened as he delivered his ominous message, his words dripping with malice. "Valerie is asleep in the next room," he taunted, his voice a cold whisper that sent a chill down Islinda’s spine. "You wouldn’t want to wake him, would you?"

Islinda’s heart sank as she realized the gravity of her situation. Only Valerie could potentially save her now, but would his strength and compassion be enough to overcome Aldric’s ruthlessness?

With a sense of hopelessness washing over her, Islinda’s glare bore into Aldric, defiance shining in her eyes despite the futility of her situation. Determined to fight back, she attempted to scream, but Aldric’s palm smothered any sound before it could escape her lips. Frustration boiled within her, fueling her persistence to resist.

In a desperate act of defiance, she sank her teeth into Aldric’s hand, hoping to elicit some reaction, some sign of vulnerability. Yet, to her dismay, instead of flinching from the pain, Aldric laughed, his expression twisted into one of perverse enjoyment, reveling in her defiance and the sensation of pain she inflicted upon him.

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