Natalie Cabel's life changes from bitter to bittersweet after a one-night stand with Isaac Bardekk, heir apparent to the throne of Bardaen. His love was contagious and bewitching, and she found herself helplessly wanting him in her forever. But a lady without roots could never be a crown princess of such a powerful kingdom, especially not one who lived a promiscuous life. Isaac, however, was not ready to give up as he promised her a new identity, prestige, and immunity in return for her being a faithful wife. For how long though, and to what extent can she remain immune to hate and adversity from the queen consort? The queen mother? Her father-in-law, the king? And the subjects? If so, can she really uphold her faithfulness and be free from her husband's hate? Even when Gabriel, Isaac's stepbrother, targets that?
View MoreIf there's anybody Vincent respected with every essence of himself, it's his father. No matter how unjust he treated him, he still saw him in very high regard.Standing directly under the AC unit, he knew he'd need the low temperature to help him keep his cool.The king had just had his morning bath, and the chamberlain served him a cup of tea.“Leave us.”The chamberlain bowed and left.“How was your journey, Vincent?” The king asked, serving another cup of tea.“It's nice, thanks to you.”“I learnt you took an official jet.”“Well I… just wanted to know how it felt.”“You've never flown private?”“In family travels where I have to be present, yes.”“That's too bad. I hope you enjoyed it, though.”He smiled tightly. “I did.”“Let's have tea, Vincent.”Vincent warily stared at the tea cup his father pushed towards the other seat of the two seater table in his bedchamber, his mind racing miles a minute.The king nurtured his manly grace even with his balding, greying hair. The wrinkles
Natalie stepped out of the bathroom to meet Isaac having a cup of tea in the bedroom. They had gone in together, but he only had a quick shower and let her take her time.“Feeling better?”He smiled, a gesture that eased the tension in her. “Hmm.”She removed the towel on her head and threw it on the chaise, sat beside him on the bed. “Can I ask you a question?”“Sure.” He sipped his tea.“Who was that?”“My brother.”“You have a brother?!” She exclaimed.“Yes, a stepbrother.”“But you don't seem close, or are you?”“I'm afraid not. He has enough reasons to hate me, and I totally understand him.”“Why is that?”Isaac stared at her briefly. “Love?”“Yes.” She answered, clueless of his sudden seriousness.“How good are you at keeping secrets?”She wobbled her brows and pondered over it for a fleeting minute. “I'm not quite sure.”“I can be downright honest with you about everything concerning me, but it could put you in danger if you don't keep it to yourself.”“What sort of danger?” Sh
“Drop your weapon.” Jonas ordered, holding his handgun fixed at the back of Ben's head.Ben didn't budge, and Vincent laughed, looking up at his brother. “As always, your father never disappoints.”The people around them were already agitated and looking for the exit while the employees called for security. But the other shadow bodyguard stopped them from interfering.Isaac squeezed his eyes close and clenched his fist harder, trying to pull himself together. He didn't want to give Vincent the pleasure of seeing him tremble, and so, he opened his eyes with a silent breath, looking straight into his brother's eyes.“Last time I checked, you do not have a page. Who's the man behind you?”“Lower your gun, Ben. They're heartless bastards.” Vincent said to him, and he did as he's told.Jonas dropped his gun as well, but the laser remained.“His name's Ben, and he's a loyal friend. I doubt you have one.” Vincent answered his brother's question.“You've grown a lot, Vincent, and I understand
[[BARDAEN]]The king was in his private cabinet having a midnight cup of tea by the fireplace while going through the government reports.His page permitted himself into the room and bowed before him. “The Prince's cook has been taken care of. Your assumption was correct.”“Filter out every of the queen's people around the prince.”“There's only one now remaining, and I believe the Prince knows about him. He must have a reason for letting him be.”“Sure, but keep a close look on him.”“Yes. The prince seems to be romantically engaged with this lady. She currently lives with him.” He kept a sealed black file on the table.The king gave it a glance. “Do you think he's willing to settle with her?”“She is of lowly birth, your Majesty.”The king gave the burly, bald, bearded man a scrutinising look. “For how long?”“She moved in five days ago, but it seems they've been together for a week or two. I believe she's the reason he went to the school.”The king thought over it for a minute and
“What's your love language?” Natalie sipped her watermelon smoothie, swirling the straw around the red liquid.Isaac sat back on the cushioned chair, one of his elbows probed on the arm. He gave her a cute smile, one as warm as the morning sun that shone through the glass window. “Sex.”She giggled, drawing her knees closer to her chest. “How many ladies have you slept with?”He rolled his eyes up as he thought it over. “Four, you're the fifth.”“How old are you again?”“Thirty-one.”“And you've only been with four women?”He nodded, nibbling on another macron. “Three were my girlfriends. I told you I had good self-control.”“For how long have you been single before me?”“About three years.”“I won't believe you've been abstinent for that long.”He shrugged, a relaxed smile on his face. “I'm a prince you see, I can't have every girl have that experience with me. It'd hurt my pride.”“I must be very lucky to have got you laid then.”He gave her a look-see, her short hair tied up in a b
Natalie woke up the next morning to the sounds of people going on and about. She sat up and stretched, feeling like she's never had such a peaceful sleep before. The bed was so warm and silky, and knowing she had no class that morning added to her tranquillity.Isaac's watch on the nightstand caught her attention, and she wondered if he'd come in while she's asleep.She slipped out of bed and strolled barefoot towards the walk-in closet, which led to the bathroom.Two maids stood still waiting by the dresser, looking like mannequins. She greeted them, and they greeted back simultaneously and continued staring at the wall, their hands crossed on their bellies.She scrunched her face slightly, finding them really bizarre. She continued to the bathroom and allowed herself in after putting on a pair of slippers by the door.Poo was steaming Isaac's hair carefully, and Dan stood by the wall waiting with a bathrobe hanging on his arm. Jonas was reading a fancy scroll to him but stopped when
Natalie was practising for her dance when Isaac walked in. She faced him, her breath short and her hair still wet from the shower she had about fifteen minutes ago.He'd left her alone for the past two hours and it's already past 7 pm, but the room's lighting could give the false impression that it's still daytime.Isaac gave her a smutty look. She looked cute dressed in his t-shirt with her hair tangled and hanging over her face.“Hey.” She uttered nervously after pausing the music, remembering their last encounter.“I doubt you're hungry?”“No, not yet.”“Practising?” He continued into the room, closing the door behind him.“Yes. How're you feeling?”He curved his brows. “I'm not sick.”“Well, I've been feeling guilty about earlier.”He chuckled and sat on the bed. “I'm okay. It just disturbs me briefly.”“I might be out of line but… is there a reason for that?” She sat beside him.“Trauma, my mother used to cut my hair a lot when I was a child. It's so bad she'd get me bleeding at t
After a long and quiet drive with Natalie wondering at the back of her head where it was that they're going as the hotel wasn't that far to the best of her memory, they arrived at a wrought-iron gate that swung open automatically.Jonas wheeled into the long, tree-lined, cobblestone driveway that curved in front of the porch.Natalie appreciated the stunning architecture she beheld. The white two-storey building stood gracefully with large pillars and windows that covered almost all its height. The walls and floors had strips of LED that illuminated it as well as the numerous light fixtures that hung on the walls or suspended from the ceiling.A group of about ten uniformed servants, six of whom were females, lined up to welcome Isaac home.He held Natalie's hand, and they walked in together while Jonas carried on to park the car.The interior was sleek and luxurious with polished marble flooring and intricately crafted ceilings. The colour theme was gold and off-white, and the blinds
Isaac stared blankly into space, his mind lost within himself.He kept asking himself why he's overreacting.So what if she's dancing with a man? They weren't kissing each other, so why couldn't he stand it? Why was he so disturbed that she wouldn't go home with him? And why the hell didn't he force her to since she refused?Could she have fallen out of love for him? Or was she already in love with another person?Of course she wasn't! She shouldn't! He'd have whoever it was beheaded if she were!“Then why the fuck is she acting out?!” He hurled his glass of wine on the floor of the balcony making Jonas shudder. “Huh? Why is she being like this?”“I… I believe it's due to the fact that she just found out who you were.”“No, she had her doubts. She asked me and all I did was affirm it. I understand her not recognising who I was earlier but shouldn't she be more careful now that she knows?”“People differ, your Highness.”“As if I care. Get me a cigarette.”Jonas did just that and calle
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