307: Let's Play Game A Little Longer

Let's Play Game A Little Longer

When she was panicking at the movement outside, the man in front of her seemed to be enjoying it. His fingertips found their way along her delicate cheeks from her lips without any care in the world.  0

Oriana wanted to slap his hand away but heard the guards opening the doors of the random rooms and she heard them. 

"No one is here."

"This room is empty as well."

"What are you doing? Get lost?" it was the sound of another man. 

"Apologies, my Lord," the guard was apologizing to someone. Seems like they had disturbed someone who was having a good time for the night.

Oriana looked at Arlan in panic as the guards would be reaching their room soon but he seemed unfazed and lost in his own world. After enjoying the soft touch along her cheek, his fingers moved further down, tracing her jawline then moving to her slender neck, still pinning her against the wall, not giving her an inch of place to move. 

She wanted to get away but the man seemed to not want to let her go. She showed a little discomfort through her actions but he was blind to see anything or ignorant to understand anything and continued enjoying the closeness with her. 

The guards were still outside and she could not make a move. She didn't want to be reckless with the Prince as she feared if he gets to know it was her, his personal aide in woman's clothes. She needed to keep that veil on her face as well. 

As his fingers moved along the delicate skin of her neck, that gentle but flirty touch made her body react and goosebumps covered her skin. 

She immediately held his hand with her to stop him. His unruly hand always found a way to go further down and she had to stop him all the time. 

'This pervert and opportunist Prince.'

Arlan didn't mind it, instead he held her hand back and moved it towards his face. He gently rubbed the back of her hand to his cheek, getting the feel of it, so sweet and tender. 

She could feel that unusual warmth through his palm and cheek against her cold hand, making her unable to pull back her own hand only to find him doing something more intimate.

He moved her hand closer to his lips and planted a gentle but heated kiss on it. Though she could not see his face clearly, she could feel the burning desire in him. If she could feel his face clearly at this moment, she was sure to see that birning desire in his eyes. She felt nervous and wanted to pull her hand, but he held it tight and planted another kiss.

'This man is getting dangerous, I need to get away from him.'

She wanted to push him away with all her might and run away but the next moment her attention was pulled back towards the actions of the guards outside. If she had to choose, she would choose to be with this pervert Prince rather than with those jerks outside.

She heard the sound of guards getting closer. She was torn between where to pay attention, towards those guards or seductive actions of this prince.

"Those two last rooms, search there." One of the guards shouted.

Oriana's nerves tensed up. If she was not wrong, she was in one of the last rooms. 

"There is no one here?" she heard the guard. 

That means now only the room she was in was left. Oriana panicked, not even thinking that the person with her was a Crown Prince and she had no reason to be scared of those lowly guards. But at this moment, she didn't think much and her mind was focussed on not getting caught. 

Subconsciously she even held on to Arlan's jacket with her free hand, and closed her eyes as if praying to not get caught.

When she was panicking at the guards' movements from outside the door, Arlan was enjoying seeing her like this. He enjoyed seeing her acting like a thief.

'I can kill those scum right away and take her away, but…' a light smirk painted on his lips, 'let's play this game a little longer.'

He knew he didn't need to hide and could get rid of whoever was trying to get their hands on his mate, but at this moment all his attention was on her. Rest of those scums, he would deal with them in spare time and make sure to give them what they deserve.

A glint of evilness appeared in his eyes, with the thought of what he would be doing with those scums. 

'They dare trouble my mate.'

Oriana heard the guard's footsteps getting closer. The guards opened the door of the room she was in but were welcomed by the darkness. 

"Why is this room dark?" one guard asked. "Other rooms are not dark."

They were not aware there was a devil inside who had already turned this room dark before pulling his mate inside and he had reason to do so, his own selfish reason.

"Is she hiding here? This is the last room," other guard asked as they saw the dark room which had the moonlight coming inside through the window. 

"Let's search."

They were about to enter the room but were stopped by a cold voice full of warning.

"You dare step inside and I will make sure you won't live a moment longer to see the next day."

The guards realized there must be a guest resting here and immediately apologized. "Apologies, my Lord. We were just searching for someone. We will leave," and closed the door. 

Once the guards were gone, Oriana felt relieved and wanted to get away but Arlan didn't budge. 

"Your Highness?"

"Hmm?"

"I need to go. Her Majesty must be waiting for me."

He leaned his face closer to hers, in the darkness she could see the silhouette of his face due to the mild moonlight but the place they were standing was dark. She could feel his eyes gazing at her intently. 

"I saved you just now. Is this the way you pay me back?" she heard his deep and hoarse voice with a tinge of playfulness. 

His face so close to hers, she gulped and said, "T-Thank you for your help, Your Highness."

She swore even in the dark she felt his lips curved into a smirk.

"That's it?" She heard him ask. 

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