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He promised to speak to the party president, and I hung up on that promising note.
The hall was in complete darkness when I finally left Dheer’s study. Everyone in the palace was asleep. Everyone except the woman tripping down the stairs in a hurry.
I watched Isha from the shadows as she looked over her shoulder furtively before sliding back the bolt to the big front door. Where was she going at this hour? Was she sneaking out to meet someone? A man?
A bolt of fury ripped through me at the very thought. Who was the bastard? And why did I want to rip his throat out?
I shook off the violent thoughts and stalked towards Isha.
I wanted to be reasonable and polite. I was going to hold a civil conversation with the woman even if it killed me.
Well, I got off to a good start.
“Now where do you think you’re going at this hour?” I asked politely.
When she spun around with a gasp, clutching a hand to her heart, I realised that I should have announced my presence before I spoke.
“Why the hell are you sneaking around the house like a thief?” she snarled.
Fuck being polite!
“I was working! And I might ask you the same question,” I snapped.
Isha drew herself up with great dignity and looked down her nose at me. Well, she tried to but since I was almost a head taller than her, she couldn’t quite pull it off. It was adorable.
“You have no right to ask me any questions. It’s my house. I’ll go anywhere I damn please.”
“Hmm. And does your mother know you’re out here?”
Even in the faint moonlight that streamed through the tall leaded glass windows in the hall, I could see that I had hit a nerve. My princess was definitely sneaking out without her mother’s permission.
“Mind your own fucking business,” she said brusquely, swinging the door open.
I knew I should let her go, but I had to know if she was meeting someone. I grabbed her by the arm and swung her around.
Isha’s chest heaved up and down rapidly as she glared up at me.
“Who is he?” I bit out.
Her brows furrowed in confusion.
“He?” she asked.
“The man you’re sneaking out to meet in the middle of the night. Who is he?”
Isha pulled her hand out of my grip and tried to slip past me, but I blocked her with my body and backed her up against the open door. I didn’t know why I was behaving like such a boor. I had never been the jealous, possessive type. In fact, I was still friends with all my exes, even when they found new partners. It had never bothered me. Yet, the thought of Isha meeting another man sat pissed me off like hell. It made me feel like there was a swarm of hornets under my skin, each one stinging me over and over again.
I tried telling myself that she was free to meet anyone she liked. She didn’t belong to me. And yet, the idea of her belonging to another man made me want to put my fist through the wall.
I leaned forward and held her eyes.
“Who. Is. He?” I asked softly, my voice loaded with menace.
“Go. To. Hell,” she replied in the same tone, as she brought her heel down hard on my instep.
I forced myself not to flinch at the pain and planted my hands on the door behind her, trapping her in place.
“Tell me who he is and I’ll let you go,” I murmured.
