He could not explain the reason, but all he knew was that this woman was making him do things that he usually never even considered, ever since the night they met. And he hated that. He hated how she could influence him so easily.
Ilya scoffed at himself! Ridiculous. Infuriating.
Yeah. No. Okay. After having a taste, he definitely needs to end this nonsense with the bunny as fast as he could. And Ilya couldn't see a way that they could possibly keep this thing quiet if it continued.
Why was he even thinking about that? A long-term secret relationship with the Princess? Was that what some part of his f*cking brain was hoping for?
Also he had this weird, twisted feeling rising in his stomach that he was dismissing as some random reaction of his body of not being able to have his full with the princess, but somewhere in the back of his mind he was also terrified that it was something much, much worse.
