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SKYLA. I shut the door after he leaves and I lean against the wall, resting my head back. I’m unable to wipe this stupid smile off my face. Royce Arden… My stomach does a flip, and my smile vanishes. I’m falling for him… even if he isn’t Reign… I’m somehow falling for him, which means… I’m going to have to tell Aleric… I’m so f****d up… “Sky! If you’re done flirting, do you want to actually come and watch?” Jayce calls. “I’m not flirting. He’s gone.” I say, rolling my eyes and heading to my bedroom, I quickly change out of my dirty clothes. I wipe my face and neck, my heart skipping a beat as I remember how his hands had run along my throat… Fuck… I close my eyes, holding my shirt against my neck, as I inhale deeply. His scent lingers… “f**k, that one must have hurt!” Ares curses