Chapter 137

• "What the hell is happening to you, Queen?" I scolded myself with a muffled voice through the fabric.
• I showed up at Elizabeth's room at ten in the morning. She greeted me with a frown, disheveled and with hickeys on her neck. Her long silk nightgown with lace at the chest fell delicately and seemed to be stuck to her skin. Her messy brown hair and her erect nipples told me that I had called her at a bad time.
• "Queen, you just interrupted a sexy morning!" Eliot scolded me from the other side of the room.