Aren't We Cruel?

Her irritation simmering beneath the surface like a smoldering flame waiting to ignite. "You should probably walk past me. A prince is not supposed to walk behind," she retorted, her voice tinged with sarcasm as she gestured for him to move ahead of her, her eyes flashing with defiance.

Adrien's lips curled into a mischievous smirk, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Shy, aren't you?" he teased, his voice low and suggestive, sending a shiver down Alicia's spine as she struggled to maintain her composure in the face of his relentless charm.

Alicia's pulse quickened at his proximity, her heart hammering in her chest as she fought to suppress the surge of desire that threatened to consume her. "I'm not shy," she shot back, her tone defiant as she met his gaze head-on, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of irritation and something else she couldn't quite name.