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When Isabella was finished with her food, she nervously looked up at him, only to find him already gazing at her. She gulped but maintained contact. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes. He, suddenly, got up and left. She felt disappointed that he left. She wanted to ask him all the questions that are running through her mind but how could she ask him if she couldn't speak?

She sighed frustrated as she lied back on the bed. She decided to wait for him to come back because there was no way she would go outside alone. She could hear screaming and yelling and she didn't want to find the reason behind them.

Hours passed as she looked around, bored, waiting for him. She stared to get sleepy but she tried to stay awake in case he comes back but failed as sleep took over her body.

"Wake up, princess.", She heard a faint voice calling her but she ignored it thinking it was her imagination." Wake up, you have to eat.", She heard the voice again. This time she decided to open her eyes and looked at the blurry siluate standing in front of her.

She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the sleep as she sat up straight. She blinked a couple of times before looking at the person talking to her. Her eyes widen when she saw who it was. The guy who carried her on his shoulder that day.

He chucked," Yeah, it's me, now get up and eat, it's night and I'm guessing you didn't eat anything else since breakfast.", He stated, his eyes never leaving hers.

She shifted uncomfortable before nodded. She slowly got up and sat on the chair before she started eating the food he brought her. It smelled amazing. It was cooked chicken with potatoes.

She took a bite and nodded her head in approvment at the taste. It was delicious. He chuckled as he watched her diving into her food. He sat across from her and waited for her to finish. Isabella ignored him as she focused on her food.

She took the last bite before wiping her hands on the towel and she looked at him. They stared at each other for some minutes. He was trying to figure her out, to see if she is scared but she wasn't, surprisingly.

She was staring at him curious as to who he is, she wanted to ask but she was afraid to talk, she hadn't talk in so long." You don't talk much, do you?", He asked her narrowing his eyes at her.

She gestured, with her hand, her neck before shaking her head no," You don't talk, at all?" He questioned kind of surprised. She nodded as she looked down.

"I guess, it's fine. Anyway, I'm sure you have a lot of questions, right?", She nodded." Well, I can't tell you why you are here, you can't find it out from me. The only thing that you have to know is that you are safe and protected here." He said confident as he got up and then left without throwing another glance.

Isabella signed as she returned back to the bed. Her questions were still not answer. She didn't know if she should trust them. They killed so many people but she learned not to judge people by they appearance or their actions if she doesn't know the reason behind their actions.

So, she just laid there, fighting with her thoughts. She felt the bed sink as someone laid behind her. She quickly turned around and felt her heart beat faster as she saw him. He was laying on his side, facing her. She, too, laid on her side facing him.

His eyes were fire in water, if there such a thing. They were passion in ice and she couldn't stop looking at them. She could feel herself getting lost in them. She was looking at him with curiosity. He knew she wanted to know who he was.

"I'm Kennan King." She gasped. She had heard stories about him when she was younger. He the most dangerous and heartless man to ever exist. He killed people without a second thought. The only thing that he cared for was his men.

"I think you want to know why I attacked the palace." He continues, ignoring her reaction. She gave a slow nod." Well, he killed some of my men for no reason and I wouldn't let that pass so easily. He had to pay for what he did to everyone." He replied shortly, answering her silent question.

Then, he didn't say anything. Just looked at her with no emotion. She was starting to feel uncomfortable under his gaze. She decided to ask him why was she here and not dead.

She showed herself with her fingers, as she couldn't find a better way to ask him before she looked at him curious. He understood what she was trying to say. He moved closer to her until he was an inch away from her lips. She could feel his breath on her lips as she shiver.

"You are mine. You will be my wife, my queen. I want you by my side, always. I will be the only one to touch your sexy body, to kiss every fucking inch of your body, to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days. Your body will earn for my touch every fucking second. You will want me, only me.", He said, his eyes darking with every word that left his lip.

She gulped, feeling her neck dry. She was breathless, she felt butterflies in her stomach as she thought how it could feel if he did all this to her, he made her feel breathless when he wasn't even touching her. For some for reason she wanted him to do all the things he said that, she blushed at her thoughts, cursing herself in her head for having such thoughts for a man she just met.

She, unconsciously, licked her lips making his eyes fall at her lips. He groaned as he grabbed her by the waist pulling her against his chest. Her heart was pounding in her chest as small pants left her mouth. She bit her lip as she suddenly wanted to feel his lips on hers.

He growled,"Don't do that, don't bit your lip!" He grumbled, not taking his eyes away from her lips. She quickly relished her bruised lip as she felt her cheeks burning, again.

She stared at his lips, wishing they were on hers. As if he heard her thoughts, he placed his lips on hers. She gasped giving him the chance to thrust his tongue in her mouth, tasting her. Once she got over her little shock, she found herself returning the kiss.

Isabella didn't known how to kiss. She hadn't kissed anyone before, so she tried to follow his movements. She moaned at the feeling of his soft plump lips on hers. He bit her lower lip hard before he sucked it, his rought hand squeezed her waist. He wanted to do this from the moment he saw his brother, carrying her. She just looked so innocent and petite but he felt the need to protect her and he will.

They kept kissing, enjoying the moment, their tongues battling for dominance for dominance, which Kennan won. They pulled apart breathless. Isabel tried to take deep breath in a attempt to calm down her heart, that hasn't stop pounding.

He kept his strong hands around her, making her feel safe once again. She enjoyed the warmth of his body rending off of him. She snuggled closer to him as she was shivering. She was dressed in a see through chemise.

He grabbed the furry blanket, underneath the bed before he covered them with it. His hold was strong on her, reassuring himself that she is safe.

Isabella knew that she didn't know him, she didn't known anything about him expect his name but she wanted to learn about him. He was making her feel weird and she was willing to start something with him. With these though she fall asleep wondering about what the future holds for them.

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