#Chapter 95: Recovery

Roman pats his thigh like he wants me to come sit on his lap. He can’t be serious. The man could barely walk across the room on his own and now he wants to have sex?

“We should wait,” I start to say.

His eyes narrow. “You dare deny your king?” He adds a frown. “Or do you think your king incapable? Do you doubt my virility?”

He’s proven himself substantially virile time and again. I have no doubt t