My Sister-In-Law Is My Mate!?!

Hazel looked at the conch in her hands curiously when he told her that she could call him by that! Though a few shells could increase the strength of the voice, she was sure that sound would not even be enough to go out of the palace, let alone reach him.

She took the conch closer to her mouth and was about to try it when he held her wrists. She raised a brow and looked at him. His face had a frown but he was not looking angry, but there was a hint of amusement on his face. His pale and thin lips had curled a bit upward and his eyes had her image.

Only his one glimpse was enough to make the girls go crazy. Even she could feel the attraction. He could be the demise of a nation due to his handsome features. But still she did not trust him. If a deal sounded too good to be true, then it was definitely not true!

She would have danced with joy if it had been past, yet had denied it because she did not want to betray Jonathan who was her husband since young. But now the same so-called husband had broken his heart that she could not accept anyone else either.

Richard had thought that she would fume when he would stop her. But she could not blow it anytime. It will alert the whole empire and then there would automatically be trouble would form. But she said nothing, she was looking into his eyes. First, he knew the look, it was admiration. He had seen lust in the eyes of many women in his empire. They looked at him as if he was a piece of meat! so, he was not surprised when she felt mesmerized by him. But then when her eyes turned cold and dim, he frowned. Why was she looking at him as if he had hurt her. He had given her so much pain that she could never forget it.

That was when he realized, though she was looking at him. She was lost in the thoughts of those who had hurt her. Just what had happened with her to be lost in the thought of that accident every time? He wanted to know that badly! But he knew even if he would ask her, she would not tell him.

She did not trust him enough, and he lacked time to gain it thoroughly.

"Do not blow it until needed. It will only work for one time." his voice came out a little hoarse, which only increased his sexiness. The low voice left terrors in the girl who finally came to her senses.

Her face turned a hue of red when she realized that she was staring at him all this time. But soon she controlled her emotionos. Though the blush was a few seconds only, he was still surprised to see that the ferocious girl could feel flustered too.

He wanted to tease her for the reaction but before he could do so, he heard footsteps and his whole aura turned cold. He held the cloak and hid his face again. He let go of her hands and took a step backwards when he realized that they were standing only inches apart.

She furrowed her brows at his sudden jerk of his hands and then took a step back! But the way he hid his face and turned into a grim reaper aura again, she was sure that they were closer. So, she changed her expressions too. She walked towards the table and took the glass of water and mixed salt in it. Then she used the solvent to wet the area near her eyes, as if she had cried too much. Soon her perfect face burned tear stricken. And her glaring eyes turned meek again. She was looking frail, as if she would fall with just a small breeze.

Richard was looking at the girl with curiosity. Though she was weak and did not have enough strength to protect herself, she knew how to act! Especially in the presence of the staff, that could take her side or spread rumor against the family. So, they would not touch her publicly. But would she be safe when she would be alone? His eyes turned frosty when the thought crossed his mind.

Soon the steps turned closer and even hazel could hear them. But she did not dare to lift her face and see who was coming closer. She had expected Amelia to come as she was the only young girl among them and she was the one who would be keen to know what was happening with hazel.

The moment Amelia had not objected to this offer. Hazel was sure it was not real. Because Amelia would never let her have more than what she had. But with the sound of the shoes, she was sure it was not a woman, but a man.

Could her father personally come to escort her from the garden! Nah! If that would have been the case, then the steps would have been hastening and full of rage. He would have created another scene to stay in the garden for so long!

But if it was not his father, and other members of the family then only one person was left to come! Her eyes widened and her grip on the dress tightened when she remembered the last words the man had said to her! He was the one who had ordered the men to kill her so that he would get married to Amelia. Not even once had he felt mercy on her.

Her fake emotions turned real when she remembered the last moments of her life,

"I hope I am not disturbing both of you. But the count was worried as it had been a long time but you did not return to the palace."

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