Nicolai knew that he needed to turn around on his feet and get the fuck out and away from this damned seductress.
The entire situation was turning too dangerous, too damn risky, and he was this close to losing control.
But his resolve was splintering as he looked at the woman holding on to the sleeve of his coat.
"Tell me," Nicolai whispered. "If you let go of me now, we can resolve this matter in your way, princess. Nice, elegant and proper. But if you keep looking at me like that then I will resolve this problem, in my way."
"Do you want to deal with this problematic situation my way, princess?"
She trembled against him. Fuck the world right the fuck off. She was fucking trembling against him. Or maybe it was the drug and alcohol in her system that was causing her to sway.
