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I turned around with a rather abrupt movement, before feeling my heart lose a weak beat. Then two, then three. Then a lot eventually.

Oh yes anyway...

Brown, chestnut hair, which matched perfectly with emerald green eyes, absolutely magnificent. The features of his face reflected a surprising authority, a cutting hardness, which probably should not be fun to defy. His visibly very pronounced musculature, was unfortunately enclosed in a black shirt, his tapered pants having the same color.

His gaze on me was beginning to make me uncomfortable when he eyed me too, up and down. I didn't even want to smile anymore when I saw that emerald gaze staring at me seriously and intensely. I swallowed my saliva before stepping back, then standing next to my father.

"Don't tell me that man is my regular babysitter...?" I whispered to him, seeing the principal concerned frown more.

– Esteban, what a pleasure to see you here! exclaimed my father directly, before coming to tap his shoulder.

I broke down even more when I realized that this man was therefore a friend of my father. They exchanged a good hug and my heart quickened when his green pupils stared at me, still looking hard.

He's the first man since I was twenty-two who almost makes me want to hide in a tiny mouse hole.

Damn... this man unsettles me.

“Ruby, come over sweetie,” my dad said, as for the second time in just five minutes, I was salivating painfully.

I advanced slowly step by step, uneasy to get closer to them. Especially from him. But the worst was of course when his masculine scent hit me right in the nose, and suddenly his big hand grabbed mine. It slid against his warm skin and I began to feel sudden hot flashes.

"Wonderful, Miss Ruby," he whispered gravely, before bringing our hands to his mouth.

His burning lips came along my skin, while his gaze was anchored in mine, as if nothing existed around him, around us. This kiss seemed to me to last an eternity, before he released our hands, not without having let... his thumb trace the back of my hand.

I frowned and my heart skipped a nice beat again, seeing his lips stretch into a thin smile.

He taunted me...

“This man is going to stay here in the palace to keep an eye on you, my dear,” my father said later, putting a hand on my cheek.

- I do not want to be watched like a toddler, I replied suddenly, curtly.

The so-called Esteban let out a serious laugh, which left me as a trace of a new shiver on my skin.

– Ruby! My father immediately exclaimed, while I began to moan softly.

I let myself be captivated enough by its charm, now we stop and we start again. Why would I lie? This man has an incredible beauty, a body worthy of being compared to that of a Greek god and again, I haven't checked under the fabrics, um...

But now you have to pull yourself together and stop looking like the cold girl, who has totally succumbed to his devastating charm. We recover, we take a deep breath and we show our disagreement.

– There's no way this virile male from I don't know where is watching me! Maybe he'll peck me and make me take my bath, while we're at it! I started to fire up, as my dad's eyes widened and the man started to snicker.

"Do you prefer water at thirty-seven degrees or thirty-eight?" Mr. model intervened immediately, before I gave him a dark look.

– Excuse me, I forgot to mention something more important before. Are you more of a rubber duck or a boat that floats in the water? He continued, while I didn't hesitate to come and tap his shoulder.

- I will not allow you! I shouted before pushing him away, and slamming the door.

No but anything that one!

I started to quicken my pace in the hallway, under the many indiscreet looks thrown at me by certain guards.

- Yes, I'm pissed! It's good now, okay! I exclaimed, heading to my room.

Finally arrived in the room, I slammed the door and... wait. Who else is that perfectly polished black shoe blocking the way? Curses escaped my lips, before I started pushing with all my meager strength to try to close the door.

Obviously, this foot was preventing me from finishing my action.

– Please take your foot off! I exclaimed, pressing my shoulder against the wood of the door.

Good blood but what is this foot that does not come off! I let out a long groan, before suddenly pulling the door on my side. My breath hitched for a few seconds, seeing her emerald eyes staring at me.

"Impulsive, isn't it," he whispered to me, pulling the doorknob and closing it.

He grabbed the key, stuffed it into his pants pocket, then lifted his head and looked at me again.

- What ? You might want to know if I prefer white towels to pink towels, right? I spat, crossing my arms over my chest.

- Not at all. I just wanted to ask you about the glove. Do you have it with you, or just with your hand to avoid germs? He replied seriously, as I let out a nervous chuckle.

"I'd rather let you guess, sir.

I continued.

- I confess to having a preference for the second answer... He added quietly, scratching his chin.

A flame was dangerously dancing in his green pupils.

I'm done.