Return of the Crowned Heiress

A stranger had appeared in Felicia’s room without a sound.

The figure was tall and dressed in black, which blended almost seamlessly with the night, making his fair skin appear even more striking.

His deep, dark eyes showed a cold weariness, and he looked at her with a hint of amusement that felt more like a playful enigma than a clear expression.

He seemed like a god descending from the heavens, mysterious and dangerous.

“Stephan?” Felicia thought. Her heart raced, and she immediately became alert.

As their eyes met, she struggled to keep her composure and forced a laugh, “Mr. Russell, are yo

you lost? Would you like me to show you the way out?”

She couldn’t help but think back to the last party when Stephan had infiltrated the Fuller residence under a hidden identity. Now, in the dead of night, he had returned in the same stealthy manner.

Felicia wondered if there was something in the Fuller residence he was after. His gaze flickered slightly. and he remarked, “You’re not even a bit afraid.”

Naturally, she felt terrified. The sudden appearance of a strange man in her room at this hour was enough to unsettle anyone.

Yet, Felicia understood the consequences of shouting. If she had called for help, he would have either choked her into silence or knocked her unconscious, leaving her unable to call for assistance.

It was better to endure the situation than to face that torment.

Feigning innocence, she offered, “You must have taken a wrong turn. How about I distract the guards while you slip away?”

In a swift motion, he stepped closer, towering over her. Felicia instinctively tensed, uncertain which of her words had displeased him.

With a sardonic smile, he asked, “Don’t you want to know why I’m here?” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Not really.” Knowing too much could lead to dire consequences. “Besides, the Fuller residence isn’t my

home.”

Felicia lowered her long, dark lashes, concealing her emotions. Her gaze fell to the floor, the dim light from the night lamp cast shadows of her and Stephan on the ground.

It created an intimate illusion as if they were sharing a kiss.

Reacting instinctively, Felicia pushed him away.

But as soon as she did, regret washed over her. Stephan’s expression darkened, and an overwhelming. sense of danger filled the room.

Felicia’s heart raced with anxiety as she recalled the last time she had encountered Stephan. It was during a helicopter ride that she accidentally brushed against him, only to receive a harsh warning as he misinterpreted her actions as an attempt to throw herself at him.

Now, she found herself in a similar predicament, her hands pressing against his chest in an instinctive bush.

The firmness of his body startled her. As she took a step back, she felt compelled to explain, “I didn’t mean to do that. Do you believe me?”

His response was a pointed question. “What do you think?”

Stephan moved closer once more. This time, his expression was devoid of any hint of amusement.

Felicia had nowhere left to retreat, and her temper flared. She asked, “Is it wrong for me to push you away when you’re standing so close?”

It was infuriating. She hadn’t even accused him of taking advantage of her. “A grown man shouldn’t be so sensitive

“Did you enjoy that?”

“I did.”

“Now it’s my turn.”

In an instant, Felicia realized the gravity of her words. While she claimed to feel satisfied in her retort, she had clearly crossed a line.”

Just as Stephan’s long fingers grazed the collar of her shirt, she felt a jolt. The silver needles hidden in her hand glimmered ominously.

Just as she prepared to strike, there was a loud knock at the bedroom door.

“Licia, open the door. There’s a thief in the house,” Myra called out urgently, accompanied by the sound of guards searching nearby.

Upon discovering an intruder, the guards immediately reported to Dexter and Myra.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, the family needed to gather together while the guards conducted a thorough search of the entire residence.