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Ezinne~ ~ Malik stood there, flanked by his close men, whom I now suspected were the brotherhood. The man named Rafe, with his piercing glare of dislike; Soren, my striking saviour who seemed to think we had a past connection; and the ever-smiling boy, Kael, whose joy seemed untouched by t
I paced restlessly around my bedroom, staring at the door. I had counted up to a hundred, half-expecting, half-dreading him to burst through the door at any moment but he didn't. While I was still contemplating if he was going to come, a sharp knock came at my door. I twirled around and swiftly took
"This is remarkable," he commended. "It's been ages since I've tasted anything quite like this. It reminds me of home. There's... a familiarity to it. Where did you learn to cook in such a way?" I shrugged lightly, offering a small, somewhat distant smile, playing into my role. "I wish I could tel
~Ezinne~ I moaned softly in my slumber, stretching my arms to offer my knotted muscles a sweet relief, but my torso felt like it had been trapped under a boulder. Something warm was on me, holding me tightly. My eyes flared open, and my head instinctively snapped to my side, only to see Malik
I propped myself up, choosing to ignore her as she started to tidy up the remnants of last night's meal. My gaze drifted to the empty champagne bottle, sparking a flicker of concern. Had I drunk too much, or...? My thoughts trailed off. Surely, the Dark King had no reason to poison me, right?
Ezinne I hadn't seen Malik after that dinner, and my mind had not been at rest. I knew he was not a man who was easily accessible, but I would have loved to interact with him, to gauge his thoughts and feelings towards me. My day was spent wandering the grand halls, except for his private cha
"To lure me into your bed for a night," he mused. "You must have heard quite a bit about me, Red. Perhaps you imagined you would be the woman to make me bend my standards." "I harboured no such thoughts, Your Majesty," I replied calmly, feeling a slight ease in the rapid pace of my heart. I tu
~Ezinne~ "Your face looks like you've just seen a ghost, Red," Malik said, guiding me out of the car with a curious glance. Calm down, Ezinne. Calm down, Ezinne. Calm down, Ezinne, I repeated in my head, as cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Malik's eyes lingered on me, observant a