Billionaire's Hidden Princess by Alegna Ciee (tharntype novel english .TXT) 📕

A moment after such a pivotal turn in their means of making out, Leticia finds herself wrapped in a bathrobe – feeling all fresh and cool again as she steps out of the bathroom.

 It just happened that Livius told her to take a shower for now while he cooled his own head. He sounded like he really regretted touching her everywhere without her permission.

Little did he know that her real concern here didn’t lie on how he blew up a fuse that way. Rather, it’s her own inferior complex to be blamed.

For a minute there, Leticia really fell for Malcolm’s words. She was only driven by her own emotions, though. She didn’t intend to cry and make him feel guilty like that.

With these in mind, Leticia gathered her resolve to settle things once and for all before returning to where Livius is.

As soon as she did, she’s a bit taken aback to find him leaning on the glass windows, his toned figure and dazzling frame cloaked by the coruscant pool of moonlight. His eyes are glued on the ocean of city lights below while his arms are crossed.

She only stares at him for the next seconds to come, thinking just how perfect of a human he has always been, until he finally takes notice of her.

“Oh, Eya... You’re done?” Livius blurted out almost instantly, standing upright again and taking a few steps closer to her before halting on his tracks.

He suddenly recalled that he just made her cry by touching her recklessly earlier. Now that he’s about to do something similar again without thinking things through, he immediately steps on his brakes and hesitates.

“For now, why don’t we sit?” he asked like the gentleman that he was, walking back to the bed and gesturing for her to do the same.

Leticia can easily read his movements now. Livius appears to be a bit confused and hasty to start things out. Somewhat flattered by the thought that he probably wants to settle things as soon as possible like her, she silently complies and sits back on the bed.

“I mean it…” he started again, steeling his gaze at her.

“I mean it when I said sorry. I didn’t mean to touch you that way. I know you’re still not ready… Forgive me.”

“You don’t have to be sorry, Livi. I was just really overwhelmed. It’s not like I’ve come to hate you touching me either. Please, don’t feel so burdened,” she assured him gently.

“Why did you cry, then?”

“That was… Ummm…“

Leticia averts her gaze for a moment, trying to muster her composure and courage to confess nothing but the plain truth.

With that, she looks back at him again and starts telling him about what really happened earlier in the lounge. From the part Malcolm popped out of nowhere up until that one when he forcefully kissed her – she told him everything.

That includes all the things he said about him courting women and his claim that he’s only after physical pleasures from her.

“That b*stard… I knew that he’d do something to interfere again,” Livius hissed sharply in vex and frustration, ruffling his hair.

“Again…? Are both of you rivals or something?” Leticia asked in surprise and puzzlement.

“We’re not just rivals – that man is my archenemy. His company used to be larger than mine before, but after beating him in the charts and rankings, he went in a rampage and showed his true colors. He kept getting in the way – may it be in my personal, social or work life… He’s just one of those people who want to ruin me, to sum it up.”

“I-I see… So, that explains it…”  

Now, she feels guiltier for believing Malcolm’s words even just for as brief as a second. Livius has confirmed it himself, after all. She really shouldn’t lower her guard down around this kind of people and be too gullible.

“But I swear, princess…” he trailed off once more, staring at her as if begging.

“I don’t love you because of that. I didn’t fall for your looks alone. I love everything about you.”

“L-Livi…” Leticia breathed out in surprise, blushing at how he could say those words without sparing a second thought.

Indeed, then and again, it’s only her dumb, amenable self and Malcolm’s meddling that needed blaming around here.

Livius has been wearing his heart on his sleeves most of the time. He shows her nothing but genuine affection and sincerity. Doubting his good will and gestures is a huge mistake.

“A-And I’m sorry too – for not completely believing you, that is…” Leticia trailed off apologetically, stooping her head low for a bit.

“I’d been curious and confused about that whole disguise thing for some time now, you see. I know that I should’ve just asked you directly, but I was foolish enough to be carried away by someone else’s words instead… I even failed to push him back when he kissed me. I’m so sorry, Livi.”

Watching her confess and apologize sincerely, Livius silently heaves a sigh and spreads a small smile. In the end, it was just a misunderstanding on his part.

What Leticia still didn’t realize, though, was the fact that this was just the way he couldn’t help but react. He couldn’t help but lose control.