He smirked as he imagined things he could do to her. Siren freed herself from his suffocating, disgusting breath. Cicero was not offended. He liked how she was playing both playful and hard to get. He liked women, who were certain of what they wanted — like he was. It excites him more than anything to find someone who’s on the same page as him.
When he first took the throne from his father decades ago, his mind was always with women and money and all the wonders this dirty world could offer to him. He gets tired of it, of course. He wanted a woman who was so much like him. Someone who would never bore him. And he believed this woman was different. To think he had already led her to his room without feeling suspicious was something.
It could be a familiarity he was seeing in her or his
