Chapter109: King Gene is Drunk

*Rose* “You’re so beautiful.” Mark’s voice sounds hoarse and raspy as he tries to talk to me. He reaches over and caresses my cheek. Neither of us have been awake for long. I opened my eyes first, a few minutes ago, and then watched as his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and now his blue eyes are locked on my face. “How are you feeling?” I ask him, scooting toward him in bed so I can put my hand on his chest. He coughs and tries to lift a hand to put it on top of mine, but he’s so weak still, he gives up, and his hand falls back onto the bed. “I’ve been better.” I giggle, not because he’s clearly under the weather still but because he is so adorable. “I wanted to murder you for a few moments,” I admit. His head moves up and down slightly, and I take it that that movement is supposed to be a nod. “I don’t blame you. If you thought I was choosing to have sex with that awful monster, you should be ready to rip my heart out. But I would never, ever go behind your back to sleep with anothe