Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Waking up, Liam seemed to have forgotten what happened in the kitchen as he passed by Rose without a word and he still wore his usual good morning smile but Rose knew he was only faking it since he would most likely have stolen a kiss from her if he was acting truly as though nothing had happened.

"I should toast bread for us," she told him when they were finally in the same space. It was though he was avoiding her.

"No, I want to do a complete breakfast," he replied almost too sharply as he took a step away from her when she walked to the toaster which was beside him.

She pressed her lips together and left him since he wanted to do it himself and he did seem to not want her around him. "I will go and take my bath then," she told him with a tight smile before going upstairs.

She thought he was shameless from all his actions before they got married but after their wedding he seems to have changed drastically in just a day.

When she returned downstairs refreshed, he smiled to her in his usual manner with his grey eyes appearing very warm and gave her sweet heart calming effect despite that, her heart began drumming fast. Why does it seem like he reached a resolution and was finally going to talk things out?

"Happy one day anniversary," he told her with a gentle smile as he pulled back her chair and she sat down comfortably.. He placed his hand on her shoulder which was bare due to the boat-neck blouse she wore. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her cheeks. "You scent nice. I see you are using the shower gel well."

She froze. She was actually already grateful to her luck that Liam was no longer as shameless as before, that way there won't be a repetition of what had happened but she actually rejoiced too early because he was still the same Liam and maybe even with an upgraded shamelessness activated.

"You should wish the same thing to me. How about we have a little celebration, let me take you out. We should go out on a date," he suggested still leaning down so close to her. He sniffed her neck in a dramatic manner before kissing her neck and finally letting go.

She was about to agree with him but she stopped the words that were about to escape her lips and got up from the seat. She walked to the fridge and fetched three scoops of ice cream.

"Why are you taking ice cream this early?" Liam asked walking to her with a confused expression.

"I will eat it with my breakfast," she replied and walked to the table away from him. Why did it feel like the role was reversed and she was now the person having to run away from him?

"Excess sugar is not good for your health," he told her with a serious expression as he returned to his seat and sat down while watching her suspicious.

Rose appeared oblivious as she took a spoon of the ice cream and sighed before lifting her head and began eating the oat meal he took time to prepare which was given second priority when compared to the ice cream she had beside her.

When he remembered the very thing he had been trying to forget all morning, he also stood up to get his own share of ice cream. He took four scoops of the vanilla ice cream and returned to the table.

When Rose noticed the extra desert plate he brought to the table had ice cream in it, she lifted her head up and looked at him.

Liam met her questioning gaze but said nothing as he made sure to finish all the ice cream he had before him and sighed. He leaned his back against the backrest of the chair and watched her as she ate.

Rose furrowed her brow when he kept looking at her without looking away for a second. "Is there anything on my face?" she asked him trying to sound as innocent as she could at that moment.

"About yesterday," he began after shaking his head to give her answer to her question. He wore a serious expression as he adjusted himself on the seat feeling a little nervous. "I should keep my distance, right?" he asked her directly.

He was not going to promise her on his own to keep his distance. He was holding on to a silver of hope that she was actually not against any type of intimacy between them but he had to be careful.

Rose wanted to simply tell him okay or nod in agreement but she held back. He was her husband after all. "We are married, Liam," she said maintaining an unreadable outer shell.

Liam gulped he never knew his name could sound so good in his ears. She made it sound so charming. Her glamorous voice made her statement have more impact to him but he was still confused.

"I am with you for protection, I should at least pay for the protection I get from you," she unexpectedly said as she tried to bring herself back on the track. She should not let things get to far. The hours she spent in that room, she spent a good part of it closing her heart and dropping the key in a bottomless pit.

Liam clearly heard what she said and he found himself wishing he was not so attentive to take in every syllable that was vocalized from her lips. It was all a huge to him. She was very good at giving someone hope and then taking it away with enough cruelty to break his heart.

She was the only person in this world who could treat him this way. He could only hope that his patient won't run out because he was anything but a saint and his patience was everything far from limitless.

"You have me here. I am all yours but what is mine that belongs to you is mine, right?" she asked with a cold smile.

"You said it yourself," Liam said taking his turn to become unreadable. "I intend to use your word against you," he warned her seriously.

Rose gulped when she heard him and her smile disappeared. She dug her spoon into her ice cream and took a mouthful.