Chapter 25: Peace

Chapter 25: Peace

ROYAL POV

I was livid.

I didn’t think Luke Fucking Donovan would be so pathetic to stoop that low; and that he would actually want to go down that road. I seriously hoped that he was clever enough to think better for the future, or that maybe he was just blonde and as a matter of fact, had a head between those shoulders and a brain inside that bloody ball on top of his neck. Clearly, I was wrong, because he seemed to be the kind to let his emotions get the best of him

There was no way the Trods thought of suing me if they weren't pushed and probed by him. No fucking way. They weren't smart to that extent. That fucker went to them, promised them of some weird shit that they would get if they took me to court. But on what grounds?

Did they seriously think I would go down without a fight?

“Daddy?” A small, smooth hand pat my cheek, and I shook my head clearing the nasty thoughts of murder and blood. Because I was slowly gravitating there. Luke wanted to play dirt