His Highness’ Secret Accountant

Chapter 305

An awkward silence flowed between the two people who were left alone.

His gray eyes, filled with the image of his lover, curved thinly as he looked at her lovingly.

Ayla, who had been looking around because of Theon's strange eyes, stopped for a moment.

"Your hair is all messed up."

Theon's long fingers swept down Ayla's hair with a gentle movement.

A small Ah' came out of Ayla's mouth.

At the same time, she remembered how she met Kyle a while ago.

It seemed that the hair decoration she was wearing fell when she bumped into him.

As she ran away from the stairs, she could not have seen it.

With her cherished item gone, Ayla's slightly open lips crooked.

Then, she spoke in a grumbling voice.

"Had I known Your Highness would be late, I would have taken my time coming. I was in a hurry and lost something I cherished."

"Something you cherished?"

"I met Grand Duke Ermedi on my way here. I was late for the appointment and afraid I would get grabbed by the collar again, so I came in a hurry and lost my innocent hair decoration."

After she finished speaking, Ayla gazed down and pouted.

"You mean the butterfly decoration I saw a while ago? I'll give you something better, so you can ease your anger."

"Tsk It was a precious thing that my father bought for me."

"Did my brother say anything?"

"Yes. Well He didn't really care much, so I was taken aback. Not long ago, he came at me as if I was indispensable"

Ayla closed her mouth with her eyes wide open at the thought that came out unconsciously.

Seeing that, Theon glared at her and asked in a grumpy voice.

"Is that why you're so sad? Because my brother's affection has cooled down? Hmm I guess I'm not good enough."

"No! It's not like that, I was just a little surprised. Hahaha."

After she finished speaking, Ayla looked at Theon and smiled awkwardly.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she continued, straightening her posture.

"By the way, did something happen? You always came to the mansion, so why did you call me to the royal palace?"

Theon raised his leaning body at Ayla's coy voice.

Facing Ayla's eyes, the corners of Theon's mouth went up pleasantly.

Then, with an unknown expression, his long legs headed to the table.

Trudge, trudge.

Theon, who sat down at some point, pointed to the seat in front of him and briefly said, Come here and sit down.'

If he's speaking like that, something must have really happened'

Seeing Theon's businesslike appearance, Ayla gulped and hurried her steps.

Shortly afterwards, she grabbed the skirt of her dress and settled down.

"What's going on? Why are you hesitating like that?"

"After the coronation ceremony of the king, you will receive training to become the queen. I will formally send you the contents, but I thought it would be better to tell you in advance. And of course, I wanted to see you."

"Training to become the queen? Who? Me?"

"My father-in-law also agreed. No, he gave me the offer in advance. He said his daughter is lacking a lot."

"W-Who said that? How can I become the queen that's ridiculous."

"Then shall we live like this for the rest of our lives?"

"That's not what I mean, but"

At Theon's soft voice, Ayla blurred her words and lowered her gaze.

Her hands, which were resting on her lap, clenched the fabric of her innocent dress, revealing signs of anxiety.

"I'm not confident. Being the queen As my father said, I am lacking a lot."

Theon, who had come close to her at some point, pulled Ayla's body with his large arms.

Warmth above her shoulders, and a mint scent hovering around the tip of her nose.

Her heart rate, quickly thumping at everything she was accustomed to, was regaining its stability.

Silently leaning against his chest, Ayla's eyelashes collapsed heavily.

"Ayla, I can't have someone beside me other than you. I had never thought of that before Not even for a moment."

""

"I've found the meaning of my life because of you. Every day without you means nothing to me anymore. So please be my queen. Even if it's for me"

After he finished speaking, Theon raised his body and made eye contact with Ayla.

The blurred gray eyes trembled slightly as they contained his lover.

Ayla nodded at his gaze, which seemed to be asking for permission.

"Don't be hard on me later."

"No way."

Their gazes glistened beautifully as they filled with each other.

Immediately, his lips touched Ayla's red lips.

Theon's large hand narrowed the distance, clasping Ayla's hair.

The longer they kissed, the more heated the two closely attached bodies got.

The hot sensation on her lower lip caused a short sigh to come out of Ayla's mouth.

As if it had been waiting, Theon's hot tongue came in through the gap between her open lips.

"Hng."

He didn't seem to have any intention of giving her a way out.

Theon's breath that filled her mouth, and his fingers that carefully touched her, made a rather rough breath flow through Ayla's lips.

"I can't hold back."

Theon's gray eyes filled with his lovely lover.

It was very stimulating to see Ayla blushing and breathing shallowly while making up for her shortness of breath.

Ayla's small, trembling fingers grabbed Theon's collar.

With a voice that said, Don't hold back.'

Theon's gaze slowly descended to the white neck that had been exposed beyond the dress.

His tightly closed lips, as if he was trying to hold on to his reason, were captivating.

Theon's fingers, which had been sweeping away Ayla's black pearly hair, gradually turned downwards.

His large hands held her thin waist and he kissed her roughly as if he were going to devour her right away.

With a sweet breath of an unknown owner, the clothes that were covering her body fell under the chair, one layer at a time.

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