PRINCE KLOUD’S POV

Ulysses' eyes widened and he tried to look away, but I grabbed his chin, forcing our eyes to clash. 

“Kloud!”

“You were afraid that I would treat you like wh*re,” I commented, staring down at him.

“I hate the fact that you have slept with people before. I wanted us to be different,” he confessed.

I whispered “Love, do you know I have never craved anyone or wanted to hold anyone the whole ...