CHAPTER 410. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Darkness

He could have stammered, trembled, mumbled, run... any reaction would have been valid at that moment, but Jhon just stood there, frozen, looking into her eyes as his own filled with tears that he couldn’t hold back.

The pajamas Chiara wore weren’t loose, so he could see the slight curve of her belly, just starting to show.

"Are you spying on me?" she hissed, though the question was purely rhetorical. Of course, he was spying on her!

"I asked you a question, Jhon! Or do you want me to scream in the middle of the night and see if you can escape all the guards that will come running?"

He shook his head, trying to approach, but Chiara’s first instinct was to step back.

"How...? How did you figure it out?" he asked.

"‘Special clients,’" she replied in an icy tone. "My sister said those words, and less than ten minutes later, you repeated the exact same ones, referring to the same people."

Jhon closed his eyes, grimacing. It seemed like he was lo