Dark Prince (28 page)

With a scowl, she looked around the tent. Then, storming to the front flap, she was surprised when he was there to block her way. She gasped. She hadn’t heard him move.

He lifted his hand to block the opening.

Pia stared at him hard. "Move."

Zoran didn’t budge. His jaw lifted. If this were a test to see what he would do, he would show her he was worthy of keeping her. He would prove to her that she would never find a better husband than he. The crystal had decided. It glowed as proof of their match and his body lit with the fire of her taste. They couldn’t fight their fates. It had been written before they were even born.

"I said move," she ordered fiercely. "Your game isn’t going to work. I am not staying here and sleeping with you. Now move it!"

He shook his head. Pia hesitated and her brows narrowed.

"Don’t make me hurt you," she said.

Zoran grinned. He couldn’t help it.

Pia was enraged. Was he laughing at her? Her gaze dipped for a moment and she swung her fist, upper-cutting square into his jaw. The force of the hit took him by surprise and he stumbled back. Her plan had worked. The smile was gone.

Pia dipped from the tent, shaking out her fist, without a moment to lose.

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