HIS PEERLESS HALF

Her eyes scanned his entire form.

Folded sleeves (checked)
Veiny hands (checked)
Toned chest (checked)

And... she abruptly halted, suddenly aware of her boldness.

She slowly lifted her head, silently praying to every deity for deliverance from her thoughts.But he already had a smirk plastered on his face, for which she was unprepared. She internally groaned and cursed in her mildest of languages, yet she managed to maintain a poker face.

Raising her brows at him, she asked, "What!?" when she could no longer endure the intensity of his gaze.

His eyebrows rose in amusement and slight surprise at her audacious attitude, even when she should have at least looked away, blushed, or felt a modicum of embarrassment.

"If Her Highness is finished scrutinizing me, may I be graced with a few of her words?" he inquired, more like demanded, while biting his inner cheeks to stifle the smile creeping onto his face.

"Sure, why not?" Aadhya responded with a shrug.

"Have some shame and button up your shirt, fully. Also, I don't understand it. If you're so keen on displaying your chest, why bother wearing a shirt at all? Just take it off. Simple." She mocked.

Yuvan looked at her in disbelief. She shrugged nonchalantly, adopting an I-don't-care demeanor, and walked past him.

She mentally patted herself on the back for coming up
the response in time, saving herself from embarrassment.

"You insolent girl," he yelled after her, though a faint smile colored his voice.

Aadhya suppressed her smile and turned around, still walking backward. Remembering his words, she began, "Only exclusive for you...Mon Chevalier." She added after a dramatic pause.

(My knight)

She continued walking, her long, thick hair bouncing with every step and her laughter echoing through the hallways.

Yuvan was left speechless by her words. He remained silent, unsure of how to respond.

*First few/10 chapters might be boring but it will be worth it.*

GIVE IT A CHANCE AND YOU WON'T REGRET IT