There is a quiet charm in him, a boyish warmth hidden under centuries of royal expectation. “Do you think I need a shadow breathing down my neck every time I exhale? Gay sex “Do you think I need a shadow breathing down my neck every time I exhale? Elias had slipped between two towering vases of roses and disappeared toward the service corridor.“Christ,” Damian muttered under his breath, already moving.He intercepted him near the kitchen doors. “Do you think I need a shadow breathing down my neck every time I exhale? “Do you follow me into the bathroom too, or just everywhere else?”Damian’s lips barely twitched. To those around him he’s just another shadow in the palace halls but for one prince, he is temptation personified.Prince EliasHe is second in line to the throne; regal, poised, and yet undeniably human. White stone steps rose like a small mountain toward heavy doors, and Damian pushed the thought away. There is a quiet charm in him, a boyish warmth hidden under centuries of royal expectation. His eyes; blue, clear, almost too sharp lifted from the paper in his hand and settled on Damian.For a beat, neither spoke.“Mr. There is a quiet charm in him, a boyish warmth hidden under centuries of royal expectation.
