Chapter 139: Lacklustre
It irked him. She should be grateful. She should be happy he had chosen her amongst everyone else and did as she asked. Instead, she barely acknowledged the act and faked her gratitude when he mentioned it.
"Rise," Caius said. He had thought about this all day, and now his mood was completely ruined.
Rose placed her palms on the floor and pushed herself upward. She stood up with her hands clasped together in front of her as she waited for his next set of orders. Now that Edna was free, she wasn’t required to do anything, and she intended to keep it that way.
She could feel his intense gaze on her, but she didn’t lift her head. Whatever he wanted to do, she wished he could get it over with so she could return to the room rather than have him stare at her with such eyes. It was hard to tell if he was undressing her or just glaring at her. Neither sounded better than the other.
Caius stood up suddenly and the sash on his robe came undone. Rose took a step back without thinking about it. Caius raised a brow; he clearly did not approve of her reaction. He took a step forward, and she did her best not to move, but she didn’t lift her gaze to meet him nor did she try to touch him.
Rose couldn’t comprehend how he was so comfortable being naked in front of someone else. She didn’t understand it and didn’t want to. Besides, she had more pressing matters. He was as virile as a teenager. It didn’t make sense that anyone would get that hard from just existing.
However, Caius was already hard even before she stepped into the room. The thoughts of Rose and last night had been on his mind all day; if it weren’t that he was so busy dealing with the lord and the aftermath of Lord Leopold leaving, he would have definitely paid her a visit during the day.
Caius took another step forward, closing the gap between them. Rose did not get a chance to step back before he grabbed her by the back of her head, tilting her head upwards and forcing their lips together.
Rose was convinced the crown prince had no idea what it meant to be gentle. His kisses always felt overbearing. Still, it didn’t stop the flutter in her chest and the tingle on her skin.
Did she actually like the kiss? Rose refused to believe that was the case. It was just a natural reaction because he had caught her off guard. There was nothing she liked about the crown prince.
Sure, he was handsome and had a presence about him, but that was it. Underneath all that, he was a self-centered prince who would do anything to get what he wanted, including almost ending her father’s life.