UNDRESSED BY THE KING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Nicolette“Ugh, you’re so noisy,” Mr. Ozric complained, looking at me with one eye, cringing like I had been screaming nonstop.He massaged his head, threading his silky locks through his fingers, and I was left gawking at him—invisible drool coming out of my mouth.God, how could such a simple act be so damn sexy?“Me? Noisy? Huh!” I hurried to fix my dazed state. “I’m trying to keep a cool head here, you know? I’m thrust again in this unknown place and with a man who, for heaven’s sake, is the same man that threatened to cut my throat the other night!”As if he just noticed our compromising position, he moved to the side, twisted his hips, and stood. He massaged his head again like he had a migraine and looked at me still on the ground as if I was a wild plant in a garden full of daisies. The wilting one.Or at least that’s what it looked like to me.“You better keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut, Nicolette. You don’t want your throat threatened again, right?” he stated.I

LucienAlbert, the leader of this group of street performers, offered me a ride to the Crimean capital. It turned out that he owned what my world called a skreet—large red birds that looked like fire in the sky while flying. Not all could own it because of how rare these birds were, and not all could even tame it because of its wild temperament.However, it seemed Albert here possessed an ancestral blood to easily tame any creatures—the skreet included.Using the animal, he also offered me a ride back to Zaxonia, but I turned it down because of one reason alone: I wanted my time with my mysterious woman stretched. Once I return to my kingdom, my kingly duties would occupy me. I might not get a chance to know more about Nicolette as much as I wanted to, and I might not be able to delve deeper into the mirror issue.So with that said, the leader offered me a horse. Yes, we have horses in this realm. But it packed more muscle and weight than the average Earth counterpart. It was for my u

Lucien“I swear I have seen that woman before,” Elric expressed, his narrowed eyes cast downward as if the icy floor would give him the discovery he needed. His lips were midway from sipping the contents of his glass—a glass that contained a better version of the Crimean alcohol I drank last night. One finger tapped impatiently on the glass table, and I just stared at it, feeling irritated. And then he eyed me again, but before he could say anything, I cut in.“No, you haven’t.”A lie. A deep shit lie. But I had to do it until such time I validated the truth for myself.“Where did you find her again?” he asked, putting his glass on the table between us. In the back of my mind, the place “New York” popped out. But he didn’t need to know. He basically had no idea the place existed.I groaned, feeling impatient myself.“Elric, where is your sister? You know I don’t want to be kept waiting.”He scoffed and rolled his eyes at me. “Well, it’s not my fault you came here unannounced.”I guess

NicoletteI stood with a start.Oh, god! Oh, god!Oh my god!“Please let it not be him! Please let it not be him!”Shouting that to myself, I left my studio and neared the main door, my heart pounding like crazy as the doorbell continued to ring.Slowly, I opened it and peeped, hoping that it wasn’t Lucien.Oh, god, relief washed all over me when I saw who it was.“Good evening Ms. Holland, letters for you.”It was the hotel bellman, handing me a box of envelopes that Bernard mentioned earlier.Opening the door wider, I took it and said my thanks.The bellman nodded once and then left.I locked the door with a sigh and then placed the box on my coffee table. There was still so much to finish on my painting, so I returned to my studio and continued on with my work.But a couple of minutes later, my doorbell sounded again.The usual, my heart skipped a beat.Heck. Can’t the universe give me some peace of mind?I stood, grumbling, left my art room, and opened the main door, praying (agai

~ Nicolette ~“You’re back.” I kept my voice controlled, keeping my surprised state to myself. My feet were nailed to the wood paneling, but heaven knew how I wanted to give this man a roundhouse in the face.“Yes. I was missing you.” He straightened and regarded me with so much emotion my brain couldn’t detail out. I ignored them because I was still irked by the fact that I fell into his trap once again.I gave him a glare, complete with my lips twisting and my arms crossed over the chest.He smirked and lifted both of his hands up in surrender.“Nicolette, don’t look at me like that. It’s not my fault you were fooled the second time.”He had the gall to say it.I hissed, “How was I to know you owned this goddamned hotel too?” Releasing a deep breath was the only way I could keep my rage in check. “You know, this makes me wonder if you even own the entirety of New York.”He darn chuckled.“No, Nicolette, I don’t, but you have a fair point. Maybe next time when I purchase a hotel, I’l