Bab 86: Dancing with the Devil Part4

"Trust you? You have got to be kidding me, your highness." Sylvia blurted out as the man's voice had triggered her temper.

She didn't shy away from the black irises gazing at her and boldly faced him. 

This time she had the upper hand. She was somehow sure of it and she was not willing to roll over just like that.

Mikel, however unexpectedly chuckled, his lips pulling upwards. "Stop playing with me, my sweet sweet kitten. You would do well not to test my patience tonight."

He grabbed her jaw and mouthed his words slowly so that they would be sure to sink into her, letting her go only after he was done talking.

Sylvia coughed and swallowed to ease her parched throat, but her eyes still remained resolute. 

"I am not playing, your highness. In fact, I am done with your games." She lowered her head and muttered.