Cruel King (Royal Elite 0)

“That’s it?”

I nod, lowering my head. “I didn’t really date before and I want to experience that.”

“Wait. Go back. Didn’t really? As in you sort of dated?”

“I had some awkward dates in middle school when I was with Mum.”

“Any sorry fucks I should know about?”

“No, you freak,” I laugh. “Are you always this possessive?”

“Only with you, princess.”

I can’t help the heat creeping up my neck and into my cheeks. He has this maddening way of making me blush over the smallest words.

“Don’t even try to compare me to your previous dates.” A shot of possessiveness and jealousy grips me.

“I don’t date.”

“Oh.”

“You’ll be my first.”

I can’t help the stupid grin spreading on my face. “Is that a yes?”

“Not so fast.” He lowers his head until his lips hover a breath from mine. “What do I get in return?”

“What do you want?”

“You in my bed after the date.”

“Does that mean I’m paying for the date with sex?”

He lifts a shoulder, amusement glinting in his eyes. “If you want to look at it that way.”

“That sounds awfully like you’re my sugar daddy.”

“I’ll be your anything as long as you’re mine.”

“What if I change my mind?”

He nibbles on the corner of my lip, drawing a shudder from deep within me. “Too bad. The deal with the devil is a one-way ticket.”

When I told Levi I wanted to go on a normal date, I certainly didn’t mean for him to terrify me in the amusement park.

I’m sweating and breathing harshly by the time we come down from the rollercoaster ride.

Levi laughs, wrapping his bigger hand around mine.

“That’s not funny!” I nudge him.

“For someone who won a drinking game against our ace drinker, you’re rubbish with thrill rides.”

“Whatever.”

“You should’ve seen your face.” His voice drips with amusement.

I throw him a glare, scowling.