"What are you implying?" I asked.
"It's nothing." Sasha shrugged. "You've been having 'bed activities' with His Highness every day. Of course, you don't get enough rest."
"It's not what you think." I rolled my eyes at her.
"It's not what I'm thinking." Sasha suddenly moved closer and reached out to grab my collar.
She caught me off guard, and half of my shoulder was exposed.
"What are you doing?" I shouted.
Sasha used her finger to tap on the kiss mark on my shoulder and snorted, "What is this then? Don't tell me it is a mosquito bite."
I reached out to pull my clothes up and retorted, "A mosquito bit me."
Sasha looked at me and laughed in a daze.
I was instantly saddened as I mumbled, "In short, it's not what you think. I've been... Sigh."
Sasha noticed that something was wrong. She moved closer to me. "Tell me about it."
