The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness novel Chapter 24

~KATALEYA~

I won’t let you.

We’re silent for a moment, both of us simply looking the other square in the eye. Neither of us speaks before he looks away first as he turns away and picks up his jacket.

“So Princesa, don’t waste my time. Go get dressed, we’ll catch breakfast while out.”

My eyes light up at that despite the burden his words have left on me, and I hurry to the bathroom. “I’ll be quick!” I promise, shutting the door.

Inside the bathroom, my smile fades.

If that is his aim, to hurt Dad through me, then he’s in for a surprise. I love Enrique. That is a love that grew within me since I was a child, but Dad? He’s my father, the man who really would never hurt me.

Someone who loves me and has raised me. I won’t let anyone hurt my father, even if it’s the man I love…

I love them both, but the truth is that it is going to be difficult making sure they don’t hurt one another, because just as I won’t let Enrique hurt Dad, I will make sure Dad doesn’t hurt Enrique either.

Why am I so certain things will get rough?

It’s an hour later, and we have finally reached our first shop. We had breakfast first, although Enrique didn’t eat, far too busy on a call that I could not hear well, but the frown on his face told me he was not pleased and the dark mood reflected when he tossed the bill on the table and yanked me out of the shop, but even then, I had enjoyed my breakfast.

The morning had been somewhat pleasant, or it was, until now.

I stare up at the luxury lingerie shop, and although I loved buying pretty lingerie, I liked to go to these stores alone, or with Mama, Zu and Sky only. No one else! But it’s clear Enrique plans to go inside.

“W-what are we doing here?” I mumble.

“Buying you lingerie.” He states as he motions for his men to wait outside and we enter the shop.

“But…” I trail off knowing he won’t listen and follow him inside as he holds the door open for me.

Lingerie and sexy nightwear decorate the racks and there’s plenty of raunchy promotional posters of models looking sensational in lingerie, plastered around the shop, making me glance at Enrique, but his eyes are roaming the racks.

“Welcome sir, madam, do you need any help selecting anything?” the saleswoman asks politely.

“Oh no-”

“Yes, show us the sexiest pieces you have… I want my woman to look ravishing.” Enrique says, his arm snaking around my waist as he yanks me close.

My eyes widen, despite that familiar rush of pleasure tingling through me.

Why does he care what lingerie I buy? I mean, what is his reason for buying me shameless lingerie? Is it so he can imagine me in them? Goddess no!

“Right away, sir.” The woman smiles, batting her eyelashes at Enrique. “What is your size, madam?”

“Umm, I’m not sure you’ll have it here.” I mumble, trying to find an excuse.

“We are very inclusive ma’am, I’m certain we will.” She’s pretty confident and I have no choice but to whisper it to her. She gives me a smile before she hurries away and I stare up at him.

“They’re so expensive here, come let’s go to another store. You know regular clothing stores also have lingerie?” I suggest.

“Hmm, I know, but I want to see you in something sexy, maybe a thong…You have an ass that can swallow it up nicely,” he whispers huskily, making my entire body burn up.

“You-you need to save money!” I splutter, wanting to pull away, but his grip is strong and I don’t want to use force.

“I have plenty.”

I stop trying to escape him and tilt my head, giving him a displeased look. “Yet you can’t afford warm water.” I mutter.

His cocky cold smirk fades and he frowns, but before he can speak, the woman is back holding several flimsy pieces of fabric.

Those things won’t keep my boobies in place!

They have no purpose but to look pretty!

“Here ma’am.” The woman smiles as she holds them out for me. “I’m pretty sure these will fit.”

“Excellent. Why not try them on for me?” Enrique asks, making my already nervous heart thump a little more.

“T-they may not be my size. I think they look too small! And you can’t try lingerie.” I mumble.

“That is a shop policy, but if you want, I can measure you and-”

“No need… if they don’t fit her, then I’ll still pay because I do want you to try them on.” He says quietly.

The woman glances between us, and I force a smile as I turn to her. “Umm, maybe they’ll fit hopefully,” I say, as I lift one of the body suits and look at the size. Or even better, they don’t fit!

“Then all that’s left is for you to try them on…” Enrique remarks, his eyes flashing gold.

Do I need to try these on and show him? Oh My Goddess!