DRESSING THE KING VALERIA 1 : I summon courage from a place I didnt even know existed and turn around , trying to keep the basket from shaking too much in my trembling hands . S Sir … the towel … I can replace it with a fresh one . Im sorry for mentioning it , it was just … just a harmless conversation … I had no idea what else to say , my heart pounding wildly as he took a step closer , his shadow enveloping me completely . He was a giant , dominating every inch of space around me A wall pressed against my back , cutting off any chance of retreat . Answer my question , Valeria . Dont try to be clever . He suddenly snatched the basket from my hands , moving it aside with ease while stepping even closer . That basket had been my only shield of defense ! Do you prefer being around another Guardian ? Perhaps the handsome Quinn ? You were practically dazzled staring at him . The danger in his voice was unmistakable . I didnt understand why he was so angry I hadnt even said anything ! No , Sir . I … Im honored to be your maid . I dont even know the other Guardians , I murmured , keeping my gaze fixed on his black leather boots . The scent of rich , dark wine filled my senses , making me lightheaded . He was sweaty , his skin glistening as if hed been training too . Liar , he growled suddenly , his voice low and rough . I tensed as his fingers gripped my chin , forcing me to raise my head . My bangs shifted , revealing my scars , and shame twisted in my chest as I met his piercing , steel gray eyes . Whether you enjoy being my maid or not , since you walked into my quarters , you belong to me . Dont think for a second you can choose someone else , Valeria , he warned , leaning even closer . His breath fanned my face , and my gaze helplessly flicked toward his cruel , sensual lips . No one is allowed to touch whats mine . You answer to me alone . If another Guardian or anyone asks you for anything , you tell them no . Do you understand ? I nodded , swallowing hard . He was so close , overwhelming me , forcing me to stay on my toes just to hold his gaze . For a moment , he seemed to be analyzing something . His sharp eyes lingered on my face , and I could never tell what was going on in that dangerous mind of his . The tension only broke when he finally released me , stepping back and storming down the corridor like a wild beast . I stared after him , his sweat soaked back flexing under a navy sleeveless shirt clinging to his powerful frame . My gaze trailed lower along the thick muscles of his arms and then I noticed something . DE DRESSING THE KING Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!