A Night With The King

“I am sorry, I should never have come here, I am sorry about the things I said; I am sorry we talked about you and made you sad, I will leave now, I hope your life gets better and that mad king does what is right by you, bye,”

The princess said. Sophie didn’t expect the words she said and before she could respond, she already turned her back on her on her way out, she dragged Patrick with her and then it was just her and the king who didn’t make any attempt to leave.

“Are you not going to go after her? She will get the wrong idea even more, just go tell her we have nothing going on and fix your relationship, I don’t want to be tied to something I know nothing about,”

Sophie let out without looking at the king. He didn’t move or say anything so she finally lifted her eyes to him; he was watching her wordlessly. She averted her gaze and took a couple of steps away from him even though they weren’t even close in the first place.

“Roseline and I have no relationship to fix, I was going to marry her but I changed my mind. We didn’t have a relationship but a courtship that was supposed to lead to marriage but I broke that, she might not like it right now but she will come around. She has nothing to lose,”

The king said. He spoke as if the princess didn’t just come to confront her thinking she was the king’s other woman, if it was nothing, the princess would not have confronted her. The man was clueless and insensitive.

“It is not in my place to say this but I am going to say it anyway, you can’t just wake up, just a few weeks before your wedding and call it off without thinking about how your decision would affect your partner, you can’t just make such decision and let the other person suffer,”

Sophie let out. she felt bad for the princess, she didn’t deserve what the crazy king was doing to her. The fact that he didn’t see how he was wrong made it even worse.

”Are you speaking from a place of experience? Has it happened before? Is that what happened with the father of your kid?”

The king asked. She knew what he was doing, he was turning it against her and making everything about her to prevent him from listening to what she was saying and seeing the wrong in his ways.

“My baby daddy doesn’t even know I am carrying his child, so, no, it is not what happened and we are not talking about me right now, you hurt the princess with your decision, you should fix it,”

Sophie told him

“What about you, did I hurt your feelings too when I told you I was going to marry her?”

He asked and she stared at him in shock, wondering why he would think that, why would her feelings be hurt when they had no relationship, she wasn’t delusional to think the king would ever look at her or even see her, the only reason he even touched her was that he was drunk. She would never put herself through the pain of ever dreaming of a life with the king.

“Sophie? I asked you a question, did you feel hurt when I told you that I am going to marry Roseline?”

The king asked again. He took a step in her direction and she took four steps back. He stopped walking. Why the hell was he suddenly acting the way he was doing, she would have preferred if he just left; for him to leave, she needed to give him answers.

“No, nothing like that happened, I wasn’t hurt, why would I be? ”

Sophie let out. she did her best to avoid looking up at him.

“Liar,”

He mouthed.

“I am not lying*** don’t come close please,”

She let out when the king started walking towards her. He didn’t listen to her, she tried to get away from him, too late because she hit the wall and he crowded her space.

“Don’t lie to me,”

He let out. he was too close, her heart was already beating abnormally, and now with him so close, it became worse.

“Why are you like this all of a sudden? Why do you want to know something like that? What would my answer do for you?”

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“That’s up to me to decide, you are to answer my question,”

He responded.

“And I already did, I told you I didn’t feel hurt, I have no reason to be,”

Sophie told him.

“At least look at me when you are lying to me, you have no problem looking into my eyes before,”

The king said and lifted her face with his hand; Sophie lowered her gaze and avoided his eyes.

“Let me go,”

She managed to say. But he didn’t listen.

“Sophie, tell me the truth,”

He whispered. She didn’t like that he was whispering, his voice was doing things to her, things she would rather it didn’t do, he was bigger and stronger than her so she couldn’t push him away, she knew whatever she told him might fly off his head, but she had to tell him so that he would leave her alone and go after his woman. She gathered all the courage she could muster and looked him in the eyes, she wanted to look away immediately after their eyes met but she held her ground.

“I didn’t feel hurt when you told me that, why would I feel hurt when you are the king and I am just your maid, wait, not maid, a prisoner, I am just a prisoner. Why would a prisoner feel hurt knowing the king is getting married?”

Sophie held his gaze long enough but she couldn’t keep looking at him so she looked away after her words.

“You are not a prisoner and you are lying, you want me, don’t you?”

He asked. He still wasn’t letting go. In fact, it was all clear that he was trying to get a confession from her, want him? Every woman wanted him, he was the most desirable man she had ever seen, who would not want to be touched and loved up by the king, his strong hands caressing any woman’s body would send her to heaven. Sophie knew that touch, has been to the heaven he could send her with his hands, before. Want? She wanted him but was she going to admit that to him? Never! He needed to be out of here and with the princess.

“Sophie, answer my question,”

He pressed, his breath caressing her face.

“I don’t,”

She lied. He let go of her and for a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief thinking he was finally going to leave. He didn’t, he let her go, laughed, and backed her against the wall again when she tried to escape.

“Not so fast woman, I know you are lying, you want me, I can tell, your intake of breath when I come close to you, the way you can’t look at me directly, your whole body tells me you want to have a taste of me,”

Oh, fucker, if only he knew, if only he knew she already had a taste of him, he was doing everything to break her and make her admit to wanting him; she couldn’t let that happen, it would only end up badly for her.

“Why? You can’t answer that?”

He whispered asked; both of his hands cradling her face and his fingers stroking her chin softly, he was making her lose her mind; even if she wanted to say a word right now, she knew it would be nonsense or her agreeing with him because he completely crowded her mind.

“I want to confirm something, Sophie,”

He whispered. His breath caressed her face. He lifted her face even more and his fingers grazed her lips. She hoped he wasn’t about to kiss her but with the way he was looking at her and caressing her lips, he was going to do it, and being the fool she was, she would let him, she already knew that, already knew that despite knowing that she would never be a part of his life, she would give her lips, and her body to him over and over again, because even though she didn’t want to admit it, he owned her, from the moment he had pulled her to bed with him months ago, from the moment his mouth had found hers, the moment all her secret fantasy of him had happened, she became his even though he didn’t remember. She remembered his words that night clearly, while he made love to her and showed her just what it was like to be with a man of his caliber, he called her his through it all; made her feel so special and wanted.

“Sophie, I am going to kiss you, you can’t stop me because I own you,”

He whispered seconds before his lips claimed hers and just like she already knew, she couldn’t stop him.