Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 19 The night isn’t over yet

Doris looked down at her hand on the door handle and kept silent for a moment. She didn’t just hear that—

“Me?”

“Close the door. Since your lady has left, you stay here to serve.” William said simply.

Doris slowly turned to face him. Stay with him alone? For the whole night? Why would he want her to do that?

“Your majesty, I should go get Peter. I’m sure he would—“

“Are you defying me?” He frowned and sat up a little more.

“No! Of course not,” Doris said quickly.

“Then shut the door.”

Doris let out a low sigh and turned back to the door. Her nightmare was coming true, wasn’t it? How would she ever survive the night alone with him?

“I—I can wait out in the hallways, your majesty.” She offered, a bit of hope dangled inside her that he would let her leave. After all, he hated her. Didn’t he?

“Shouldn’t you be glad you’re here?” He snorted, she flinched at the sound. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you tried to tip Peter?”

Doris burned at his words, but stayed silent. She couldn’t tell him the real reason she was bribing Peter. She lowered her eyes to the ground and went to sit at the chair near his end table. She picked at her nails and tried not to focus on how close she was to his bed.

Her eyes shot to him when he sighed. “Candle.” He reminded her.

to blow out the candle on the

fell into darkness, she carefully seated herself back on the chair and folded her hands on her lap. She could hear him settle into bed, rolling back and forth as his breathing steadied. She’d never been in the same room with a man as

room smelled lovely and inviting. Much different from the stench of alcohol on him that night he attacked her. This was more unique to him, almost

mouth was much too

 He’d just

to trip over herself in the darkness as

she was pulled on top of him. “Oh!” She gasped at his strength, her

both her hands. Their eyes locked, she saw a bit of a storm in his gaze. His eyes lowered to her mouth and suddenly he flipped them over so he was on top of her. He pressed her into his silk sheets, she gripped his bare shoulders and

you’re playing hard to get?” She could hear the smirk in his voice, her eyes blurred with tears. His face fell when she kept shaking her head and struggling. “You really know how to earn a man’s heart, don’t you?” He

he want to punish

William lowered his voice as his eyes raked her features for any sign she’d felt their mate bond like he did. It didn’t seem like she felt it at all, perhaps if she did she wouldn’t be playing with his emotions. On one hand, he’d caught her trying to get his

had to let Waylon take over before he grew

to undress her. She pushed at him with all of her stretch and managed to get out from under

he saw her mark—the real mark he’d

He asked quietly, glad the darkness hid his face enough. He flinched at himself when he heard the

to calm herself. She would not cry in front of him, she would not collapse. Doris

him and his wealth. They dressed up every day desperately hoping for

Melody gave her if it meant the amnesty would be signed. But there was no

in

response

not sleep with you your majesty.” Doris

Prince William threatened, though his heart

stepped back and glanced around the room. She picked up one of the butter knives resting by the tea