Chapter 7. Negotiations

It was all a blur to Cinnia.

In merely two months and two days, she had mind-blowing sex with a devilishly handsome rake, found her way back home, got kidnapped, found out she was pregnant with a hybrid baby and is currently being used as a pawn in a witch game. How exciting.

"So, you're telling me that you're putting my life in danger because you want protection from blood devils or whatever you call them? Are you fucking kidding me right now? You witches, are crazy." Cinnia scoffed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Says the girl who was born part-witch," Sophie retorted.

"Maybe that's why I'm not as crazy as you and your coven!"

"Cinnia."

It was the first time he mentioned her name and as she turned to face him, she found herself yearning to hear her name from his mouth every single day.

"I'll handle this, Princess," He murmured, stroking her cheek softly.

Scratch that previous thought, she wanted him to continue calling her princess