“Was I so enamored with you that I summoned you to my bedchamber? Did I take advantage of my power?”
Chloe remained silent, his question hanging in the air.
“Answer me.”
“No, Your Majesty,” Chloe replied, her voice steady. She drew a deep breath.
Damien regarded her with a dissatisfied look on his face. “You said yourself that I used every trick in the book to have you in my grasp. So tell me, what were these tricks?”
“You laid a trap.” Seeing Damien’s eyes narrow, she continued, “You made me cling to your hand and beg.”
“You clung to me?”
“Yes, desperately.”
