The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

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Chapter 0472 I'looked at Nicholas and totally froze.

Here I was, in such a revealing swimsuit, pressed up against the window, trying to get Julian’s attention. I could imagine what Nicholas might think, and none of it would do well to quell the jealous wolf within him that was seemingly ready to jump anytime Julian and I were together.

“Why are you dressed like that?” he demanded. The wolf was in his voice, making it deeper and rougher than usual.

Panicked, I tried to explain what happened as quickly as I could.

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“Bridget spilled red wine on my outfit, so I rushed to change. But when I opened my suitcase, someone had exploded some red paint balls in my luggage. Everything's ruined. The housekeeper already took my clothes so this was the only thing I had left and I thought if I could just get someone’s attention they could -” “Prince Nicholas?” a waiter called.

“Are you in here, Sir? Your drink is ready.” The waiter was coming around the door. I desperately searched for a place to hide, but this room was sparser than the others. It was a library or something, with bookcases built into two of the four walls.

There were two tall backed chairs, but they were on the other side of the

room. I'd have to rush and dive but there wasn’t time! Fortunately, while I was in my panic, Nicholas maintained a much clearer head. He stormed straight toward the entrance and blocked the way and the view with his body.

“I'll have the drink outside,” Nicholas told the waiter. “Please take it there for me and I will come get it in a moment.” “Very well, sir,” the waiter said, and turned away. Slowly, I heard the sound of his footsteps disappearing.

When he was safely gone, Nicholas | turned his attention back to me. His eyes were dark, feral almost as he dragged his gaze down the length of my mostly exposed body.

“Nick, I...” I didn’t know what to say.

This was all unfortunate. I hadn’t planned any of it. And I certainly hadn’t expected to be standing here in this outfit, trying to hide from everyone.

Whatever words I might have fumbled out of my mouth were lost as Nicholas rushed toward me and scooped me up into his arms.

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“Nick?” “Someone else will see you like this,” he growled. Holding me in a bridal carry, he walked out of that library and down the hallway to the stairs. On the second floor, he moved with a practiced ease toward a bedroom and kicked open the door.

The head housekeeper had said that the rooms hadn’t been finished being

assigned yet, but the one Nicholas chose already had his things inside.

Perhaps this was his personal room whenever the royal family came to stay here. It would make sense for each of the royal family to maintain their own rooms, rather than be shuffled around like the guests would need to be.

With the door closed behind us, Nicholas slowly lowered me down onto my feet. I was standing in the middle of the bedroom, my feet cool on the tile floor. Nicholas, despite having lowered me, did not move away. Instead, he stared down at me from his six foot stature.

That angle let him look directly down at my breasts. Not that much was hidden from a forward angle view, but

from the top, he could likely see even more. And he looked. I watched him.

Those molten gold eyes stared openly at the curves of my breasts. His fingers twitched where his hands hung at his sides.

His face was drawn, his mouth a tight line. Was he holding himself back? Should that be my indication to leave? Why were we even here? “If you can get Veronica for me —" I began to say. I was sure she would lend me some clothes, but I just needed to ask her.

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