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Before I could start scrambling around for sothing to change into, the doorway was being filled up with three imposing n, and I almost fainted from shock.
It felt like I couldn’t breathe, and like the presence had swallowed up the entire space in the room, making suddenly feel crowded and closed in. I gripped my towel tightly, while my cheeks burned brightly at the realization that I was only in a towel and they were staring at right now.
How much sha can one bare before the person literally dissipates? Or can the ground open up and swallow at once?!
Unfortunately, none of that happened, and when glanced up? I found them staring at , with different expressions across their faces. Damon looked bored, like he’s forced to be here. Landon was blatantly looking over, and I could feel his heated eyes dragging over every inch of my body, making clutch on my towel tight. As for Angelo, he had a hint of amusent in his eyes while the side of his lips twitched, and I wasn’t sure of what I wanted most right now: to either slap him, or claw out Landon’s eyes right now.
My two maids horribly bowed then excused themselves before I could blinked, and I helplessly stared at them as they left, wanting to call them and beg them to not leave alone with these scary n, or to take along with them, but it felt like my throat has been blocked by sothing because no sound ca out, leaving to helplessly watch as they left, then the prince was stepping in and closing the door after then.
I sucked in a sharp breath, my eyes widening as I looked between them. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, and I was so nervous, I felt my knees wobble a little.
"W- what are you doing here??!" My intention was to yell while sounding very pissed and irritated. Instead, my voice ca out high pitched and a little shaky. When Angelo arched a brow in my direction, I felt my cheeks darken even more as I averted my gaze from his grey ones.
"We heard you’re a little bit under the weather, so we ca to ensure that you’re alright." Angelo spoke this ti, his eyes briefly wandering around the room before focusing on . I swallowed emptily and shrugged while my hold on my towel tightened.
"Oh, well..." I began but Landon cut off.
"You seem quite alright to ." He pointed out, and when I attempted to argue, he zapped away from his spot by the door and was standing right in front of the very next instant. My mouth opened and closed and I struggled to breathe or comprehend what just happened right now.
I was so startled that I stumbled backward and tripped. A yelp escaped my throat and my hands flared from panic, but before I could hit the floor, hands were wrapping around my waist and I was being tugged upward, tight into a very hard chest.
"Are you always this clumsy?" Landon drawled as he steadied and I struggled to co up with a response as I shoved at his chest till his hand stopped from around .
"I’m not! You just startled !" I hurled at him, taking in a lungful of his scent without aning to, right as I stepped away from him. His lips stretched out around his face to reveal a very beautiful grin that had my heartbeat temporarily ceasing.
It was at that very mont that I realized that my towel was sliding off my body. I gasped as I struggled to catch the ends, while above , Landon’s voice drawled out.
"Such ravishing tits. I’ve been wondering... how do they taste?"
I tightened the towel ends around my body, feeling extrely humiliated and angry at the sa ti. Landon’s eyes were gleaming as he stared down at and I wanted to gushed his eyes out, while it felt like my body was burning on the inside.
I was breathing hard as I rembered how quickly I moved around the room, which was the initial reason why I was startled.
"How were you able to move so fast?" I demanded, desperate to change the subject, but he grinned as he folded his arms.
"I’ll tell you that if you agree to show your tits again."
My cheeks burned again as I glared at him and put In so more gap between us.
"Never mind then." I grumbled while scoffing.
I still couldn’t believe that I flashed him mistakenly. Soone like him definitely won’t ever forget that, I just know it, and that was starting to give a headache.
"You weren’t running a temperature when I touched you, which ans you aren’t sick." Landon called out, pulling out of my thoughts and I spluttered.
"I- I’m really sick!"
"Liar." Damon scoffed from the doorway of my room and my eyes panned over there at once. I had kind of forgotten that the other two brothers were present as well.
"I’m serious." I argued but the bastard Damon scoffed this ti.
I didn’t see Landon’s hand move till he pressed his hand against my forehead. I gritted my teeth and batted his hand away while he chuckled beside .
"Like you said, Angelo, she’s not ill. She was just avoiding us." Landon drawled from beside and I looked between the three brothers, wishing I could dissipate from their midst at once.
"Of course I was right." Angelo drawled as he sauntered forward and my heartbeat accelerated.
"You didn’t want to co down to breakfast with us because you were too embarrassed after last night, yes?" He continued and my heartbeat accelerated even more as I shook my head, letting out a faux scoff, trying to appear unaffected and stand my ground.
However, as he got closer, my mind went back to the way he gripped my hair last night, the way he stared into my eyes while whispering a low warning right into my ear, out there in the garden, and sothing in my stomach jolted then unruffled, which was why I stepped back realizing it.
I didn’t realize Landon was standing behind , so taking a step backward led to press up against his hard chest.
My mouth fell open, and a gasp got trapped in my throat when Landon’s hand settled on my waist.
"Walked right into my arms, hm?"
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