Chapter 22 The Duke's Condition

• Luna was violently stunned. Her entire body locked up, and before her modern brain could even process the gravity of Rex’s trap, the sheer, paralyzing shock caused her to violently choke on the piece of meat she had just swallowed. She descended into a harsh fit of coughing, her trembling hands frantically clutching her heavy mug of water.
• Rex simply sat there, utterly motionless, his dark eyes observing her desperate coughing fit with predatory stillness. He looked entirely unbothered by the chaotic commotion happening right across the table.
• “Before this, you have never once asked me for a single thing,” he continued smoothly over her coughing. “You always proudly declared that your dignity would be entirely trampled if you were ever forced to accept anything from my hands. And yet, now? You are openly begging me for coin?”