The Alpha King and I novel Chapter 4

~ Helena ~

“Admit it.” Ethan’s smile showed on his lips. “Do you realize you’re like an open book? Your eyes tell everything inside your head.”-

“B-but ….”

“You like my body and want to touch it. No need to be shy.” A statement, not a question.

“Are you a mind reader?” I worried he could read my mind. But, oh, what did I think before? Did he know I admired his handsome face and fantastic body? I blushed again.

He stared at me, then tried to avoid answering my question. “It’s so obvious. You want me.”

Again, a statement, not a question. It was another bold one, like the previous statement. I was speechless. What could I say? What Ethan said was the truth, after all. Yet, I was too shy to admit it. “Ethan?”

“Repeat it.”

“Ethan? Why?”

Ethan smiled. “Nothing. I love hearing you say my name. It sounds so good to hear it from your mouth.”

“Oh! You’re teasing me!” I pouted. “You’re mean. You know I’m in a weak state right now, but you take advantage of my situation and tease me.”

“Helena Starr.”

I stopped when he mentioned my full name. “Yes?”

“Your name is appropriate for you since your blue eyes shine brightly like stars.”

It was unexpected, so I bent my head and blushed again. “Oh, thank you.” If he kept saying sweet things like that, how could I survive? My heart, oh, my heart, I was in danger!

“Your hair is beautiful too, long and soft.” Then he whispered, “I can imagine that your hair is unraveled on my pillow, then curled on my fingers. It will be like golden silk.” He bent forward to kiss my hair. “Sweet fragrance. Rose?”

“Yes ….” I was sure my cheeks, ears, and neck were now red. My heartbeat was racing. Ethan’s boldness in saying seductive words provoked me more than I could think possible. I could imagine what he said, and suddenly, my curiosity was increased. What did it feel like to lay beside him?

When Ethan held my body with an arm and raised his hand to my lips, touched my lips slowly, and stared at the lips, his voice was hoarse. “Such delicate and beautiful lips, like a tender pink rose.” He touched my lips with his thumb now. “Waiting to be touched and kissed.”

As if he couldn’t hold himself, his face was closer and captured my lips with his. Finally, he kissed me tenderly, and I closed my eyes.

“Such sweet lips, I can taste them until the day I die.”

“Don’t talk about death.”

“Why not?”

“Since we just met. We have a lot of days in front of us.”

Then like a bucket of icy water thrown at his head, Ethan’s stare was suddenly cold. “No, we don’t. After you recover, we won’t meet again.”

I gasped upon hearing those words. I thought Ethan had accepted me, considering how he praised my hair and lips, touched my lips, and then kissed me. My lips were trembling, and I bit my lower lip so I wouldn’t cry. “B-but why?”

“Don’t ask about it.” Ethan sighed. He looked away and kept walking.

I couldn’t help myself not to cry. I shed my tears because of the hurt I felt in my heart. I had put my hope high, only to be dropped again. When I sniffed, Ethan glanced at me.