The Alpha King's Mind Reading Maid (Cecilia) novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Leopold’s POV

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fire in Cecilia’s eyes did something to me. I wasn’t proud of it, but I could feel my cock hardening. I had to think about

thing else… anything else. Not the way her lips grow pouty, or that flash of devious rebertion in her eyes… not the flush of

eeks or the way she places her hands on her hips, tilting her head slightly as she stares up at me.

certainly not the smooth lining of her neck that I want to run my tongue down.

blinked and shook my head, chasing those thoughts away. She was right… I had found my mate… even though I have no idea who she is or where she might be hiding, she was out there somewhere. Closer than I could ever imagine and yet here I was, fantasizing about my concubine.

Maybe I truly was a monster, or at the very least, deranged.

“Stay as my concubine,” I blurted before I could think better of it. I immediately regretted those words when I saw the hurt flash through her eyes. But I couldn’t take back what I had said… so I doubled down and continued. “You will want for nothing. You

will remain here and continue a luxurious life.”

“While you spend all your time with your mate?” She asked, her eyes narrowing.

“I can spend time with you as well,” I tell her, and she takes a step away from me as if I had struck her.

I might as well have. What I was suggesting was idiotic and cruel to both Cecilia and my mate… whoever she might be. But the thought of letting Cecilia leave and not return made something inside of me break. I couldn’t allow her to walk away… not from

“Do you hear yourself?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “How could you be so heartless? Keeping me as your mistress? How would your mate feel about that?”

I had no words… nothing I could say because I knew deep down that she was right, even if I didn’t want to admit it.

“It’s late,” she finally said, letting out a slow breath. “We should both get some rest before we say something we regret. I’m tired, and I’m sure you are too…”

She looked away from me at that moment, and it felt like something inside of me died. She was right again, though; I should let her rest, and I was exhausted. I’ve barely slept these last few days.

I stepped away from her, gaining that space between us that I desperately needed to gain. I saw her swallow, and my eyes trailed down her throat; I had to pull my eyes away before I did something that I regretted.

“Tomorrow,” I murmured. “We will continue this conversation tomorrow.”

And then I turned and stormed out of her room, shutting the door behind me. I didn’t go far, though; I stood outside her door, my back towards it, and something inside of me begged for me to go back into that room, not to let her go. But I couldn’t…

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