Chapter 4 4

She rose from her turbulent nap when a commotion came from somewhere in the room, watching Kayden leave the bathroom,

She buried her head under the pillow, watching him roam around the suite comfortably, wet hair, dripping water particles on his bare back, covering his lower stump with a large towel around his waist, reaching the limits of his thighs, and with sly steps he headed towards an adjacent room with a small entrance where he disappeared for a while, then came back wearing black cotton pants the color .

She held her breath, feeling her heart skipping, watching him secretly roam around the room. He opened a drawer and pulled something out of it. He contemplated it for a while and then brought it back to him. Then he turned to her, addressing her in a tone that startled her, realizing that all this time he knew she was awake and watching him.

"I smelled your fear the moment I got out of the bathroom, next time you pretend to sleep, at least keep your heart beating at the same pace...." he told her, looking down at her, in a commanding tone, "Come on, get up, you need to wash up right now, your stench is wafting around. Wing in a terrible way »

She raised her head from under the pillow, and smirked at him with burning looks, wishing she had a supernatural ability to burn him with it. She straightened up and grumbled:

"I am hungry, I need food, not to wash."

"You threw away your food, you won't get any more until tomorrow," he replied curtly, standing across from her in that blatant form.

She pursed her lips, cursing her tongue in the most heinous of words, not believing that he would leave her without food for tomorrow.

"Oh really!" "You have a palace, servants, and you have no more food," she chanted in a sarcastic tone.

He gets her off the bed and leads her to the bathroom

"Who said I don't have food, food is essential to survival and we value it very much, you gave up your quota for bed, so your next quota is available tomorrow."

"But I'm hungry now!" She grumbled, watching him eagerly remove her handcuffs, not believing that she would finally be freed from them, gently rubbing the traces she left on her wrists, trying to restore the blood circulation to them.

She sighed deeply, contemplating the grandeur of the bathroom, which was no less than the luxury of the suite, containing an oval bathtub, studded with beads of stones, which she touched with her fingers, wondering whether they were real or not, and its handles shining under the lights as if they were made of silver and inlaid with pure gold, and opposite the length of the wall there was a table It has two sinks for washing hands, and underneath it are several cupboards and drawers.

The floor is covered with rare marble, distinguished by its luxurious ivory color.

"You have thirty minutes, do with them whatever you want." His deep voice brought her out as she contemplated her surroundings, reminding her of his presence.

You watch him leave the bathroom and close the door behind him.

She stood in the middle, confused as to where to start, she turned the luxurious handle, filling the basin with warm water, muttering in exasperation.

You have thirty minutes, your food is thrown away and you will not get a replacement, and what does that bastard think of himself,

Despicable, arrogant, arrogant, vile, contemptible, she hesitated, her anger was draining, unaware that her voice and insults reached Kayden, who shook his head in confusion about her.

She finished her royal bath and stood bewildered, staring at the clothes she was wearing with disgust, she would surely not return them to her after she had cleaned herself and smelled fresh, she gasped in terror when he opened the bathroom door and entered her without permission.

She cried out, clutching her small towel, saying, "Oh, mighty one! How can you enter me in this barbaric way, even if the bathroom is your bathroom, you have no right to enter me without permission?"

He furrowed his eyebrows at her narrowly, disapproving of the way she spoke to him. He is the King for heaven's sake, and in his entire life that exceeds four centuries, none of his entourage dared to raise his voice in front of him.

As for this female, she has gone beyond limits, expectations, and reality, as she continues to test his patience, which was recently discovered to be very, very narrow.

He put his sweater that he had brought for her to wear on the table and came out with a phone before closing the door behind him "one minute".

As soon as he closed the door behind him, she threw the towel aside and put on his sweater, feeling upset, reprimanding herself for what she had said to him, his initiative softening her emotions, especially after she discovered that his arrival was motivated by bringing her something to wear,

She undoubtedly angered him with her savagery, but he did not comment on her frivolity or punish her as he did when she threw the food on the bed?

It seems that he is tired of confronting her and decides to ignore her revolutions, she frowns, she does not like it, she feels tired and exhausted.

I took a deep breath, preparing to face him, and walked out of the bathroom

She found him waiting for her at the door, holding the handcuffs, ready to tie her wrists and feet again.

I stared at him disapprovingly, "Really! Don't you find them an exaggeration? For I do not think that even if I tried to escape, I would be able to cross the mountain in front of me."

He furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding her intent. He asked her, "Which mountain?"

I laughed deeply at his stupidity and replied, "You are the mountain."

He replied with a coldness that astonished her, as if he believed what he was saying, "If I am the mountain, then you are the sea. You will swallow the mountain in the blink of an eye."

"You don't believe what you're saying... do you?" I asked, belittling his comment, wondering, Does he not notice the vast difference between my small build and his huge build, between the weakness and greatness of my trick, how can he believe that I can swallow him in the blink of an eye?

"Give me your hands"

She offered him her hands, staring at him irritably, and asked him nervously, "What do you want from me? Why did you kidnap me?"

"To save you from falling under the dominion of evil," he replied curtly, paying full attention to the shackles, which must be locked.

His comment sparked her laughter. She asks him in a sarcastic tone, "Save me from falling into the hands of evil!!! Is there more evil than you?"

He looked up at her and split her up with a look that stole her laughter from her lips, calling her.

"Unfortunately, I didn't say anything to make you laugh? Believe me, if you did not pose a danger to us if you fell into the wrong hands, I would have let them eat your flesh and drain your blood without even batting an eyelid."

His seriousness, which overflowed from his eyeballs, sent a thick shiver running under her skin, drooped in her saliva, realizing the seriousness of her situation, bit her lip, trying to contain her trembling, she asked him in a trembling tone, "And who are they? And who are you? And what do you want from me?"

"So far nothing, you have no value now, you first have to go through your transition period, and then we decide your value."

He answered her, pushing her toward the bed, and she turned around to face him, roaring with exasperation

"You decide my value!! She talks about me as if I am a cow that has not yet decided whether to sell it for meat or milk."

"I think I understand the meaning of what you are saying," he commented, asking her, surprisingly, "but why do you liken yourself to a cow?" For although he rarely associates with people, he notices that they sometimes utter phrases that do not mean their true meaning.

She stubbornly hit her foot on the ground and asks him nervously, "What are you going to do with me?"

"We'll talk about it later, when it's time," he replied in a calm tone, the exact opposite of her raging revolt, signaling her to get up on the bed.

"Will I remain tied up until then?"

She asked him, watching him kneeling, shackles her feet and then straightened up, taking her by surprise while holding her little body in his huge arms, taking a gasp from her lips that hugged them, as they hugged her body when she hit his bare chest,

"Sleep now, I need a little sleep before the sun goes down," he shouted, throwing her onto the bed, watching him get up too.

"Are you going to sleep here? on this bed? In this room?" I asked in a panic

He answered her, turning off the light, "Yes, as far as I know, this is my room, and this is my bed." He answered her with a fait accompli

"Oh…." She opened her mouth with the intention of complaining

He interrupted her roaringly, "Shut up and sleep."