The night is cold but quiet. I can feel the harsh wind blowing against my skin. I open my eyes, looking around the room, when I find the window open, and the curtains flying as the wind forces itself in.Kyler's arms wrap around my body. He had slept off after a while, and I didn't bother to wake him up cause I purposely wasted a lot of time in the bath. I gently remove his hands to leave, but he squeezes me back, and his breath fans underneath my ear."Stay," Kyler says, "The window, I have to close it," I say, but he doesn't make an attempt to let go. Instead, he pushes himself forward."Come here, let me warm you," he whispers, burying his head between my neck, sending chills down my spine. I hold his hands, staring at the ceiling. I know he isn't sleeping, and he proves me right, sitting up."Something bothering you?" I reach for the bedside lamp and sit up, inhaling."Not exactly," I murmured, and he wrapped his hands even tighter. It felt thick, strong yet warm. "You have to b
The thought of Isabelle being pregnant had never crossed my mind, and seeing her sit on top of me, with a question like that, sent thoughts running through my mind.I'm not" my eyes shoot eagerness into her body after a few minutes of silence the king finally makes his move, his lips pressed against hers and his arms wrapping her tiny waist pulling her into his body tightly. Their lips pressed hard, exploring every part passionately. They kissed and tugged at each other furiously. I reach for her dress, zips it down and takes it off, and leaves her. He breaks the kiss and stares at her "Beautiful" he grabs her waist and pulls her in again. Isabelle only follows his movement. Every touch meant a thing to her. Isabelle hasn't felt this way with anyone, she felt impatient and curious, she was going to let the king have her like she always thought she didn't feel nervous instead she wanted more she tugs at his shirt it wasn't her first time seeing him without any shirt on she grabs h
The door opened, and Ayn walked in. I raised my brows, exhausted. It might be morning, but I am still tired. Getting ready for the ball last night should be part of my struggle."His Majesty?" Ayn asks. I look around the room and shrug. "He isn't here," I say, getting up from the wooden table. I make my way to the bed, climbing and finally lying down. "I thought he was here? You look disappointed," she giggles, but I stare at the ceiling instead. I can't believe I was actually disappointed when Kesem came. I mean... how did I go from hating his presence to craving it?"Ayn!" I call, and she pauses with the towels sleeping in her arms. Her brows raise, and her eyes glued in mine. "You want something, Your Majesty?" She asks."Yeah, sort of?" I sit up, blinking. I am unsure I'd explain that I need to sneak up on Kyler. I don't even know where he is. "Oh, just a reminder, your ladies, you know, the meeting you arranged, it would soon be time for that," she says. "What do you mean? D
Talk about a boring meeting, and we gather to have tea, tea I am sick of. I have been sitting in this garden with ladies in shiny outfits, elegant sitting positions, red lips, well-styled hair, the blond, dark-haired red and one redhaired like me, she an angel, and she's the youngest in the court, I haven't pinned precisely who her husband is. Still, Abigail– she has a unique name. I would like to know Abigail more, and also Lady Louisa. The rest seems scary. Kyler should have postponed this, and I wouldn't have to deal with them.The court isn't so pleasing. It isn't fascinating since most of the women don't like me. I guess they don't want to interact. Maybe next time, we will visit the farm so I can watch people pluck fruits, cultivate, and taste some sweet strawberries. Gosh, I roll my eyes and sigh heavily, having no idea when that left me, but they all noticed. Practically, my heavy sigh had broken the silence between us. I raise my eyes at the realisation, and now they are all
Lying to Isabelle has become something I can't even stop, and Victoria being locked up is something I don't want to bother her about. I know I can't hide it forever. Eventually, she would look for Victoria, but Lord Bane's wife has to go. I don't care what position her husband is in my court, but I won't tolerate that."So you're not going to say where we are going?" I shift my gaze to Isabelle, riding Kesem's horse. I didn't remember to get one for her."Gosh, you're stubborn," I reply, looking at her, but she giggles and continues. "Lady Hita," I started."Lady Hita? You don't mind her. She's a grumpy woman," she replies, "I don't blame her. I heard," she paused, looked at Kesem, and when she noticed he wasn't looking, she swallowed, "Lord Bane is sleeping with her sister," she takes a peep at Kesem, and shakes her head. "Unbelievable," Sleeping? Hahaha, I can't... "You mean he has a mistress?" I say, laughing."A mistress?" She raises her brows, confused. "Why are you laughing?" S
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I have been yelling for the past three hours, and I have lost count of the hours. Perry won't stop; everywhere is blurry, and I can't count how many times I have cried because of the hot iron pressing my thighs."You escaped from a dungeon after speaking to King Damien, and all this would be over," Perry says, sighing, devastated. "Isabelle! Get me, Isabelle!" I yell through my tightened jaw. The pain is getting into my head, and no matter how hard I try to remain calm, I can't anymore. Where the fuck did Isabelle go? It wasn't the plan. What the heck was Kyler planning?"Her Majesty isn't here. She isn't in the kingdom," a voice came from the dark, stepping into the tiny sunlight. "Do you want to know where she is now?" Kesem says.I'm breathing heavily. The fact Isabelle and Kyler aren't here means she's with him, damnit, that whore. I frown, and I hate that his question made me frown. It shows he is getting to me. Instead, I chuckle, and my chuckle turns into a loud
KYLER'S POVIt's in the middle of the night, and the stars are bright, yet I had those dreams, a stone, bloody heart separated from her body, cold skin at my front, and there was nothing I could to bring her back to life. She laid there lifeless, and she deserved none of this for loving me."Kyler?" I blink and turn to find Isabelle standing behind me. She covered her body with the sheets and her messy hair falling over her body.I toss my vape, catch her wrist, and pull her to my body gently. She's lying on my body, and her hands sneak into my hair, caressing it softly. My hands are travelling around her body, but I need to feel her skin, so I bury my hands into the sheets. Isabelle's skin is so soft and warm, unlike mine."Nightmare?" She asks, I raise my brows and whine. I can feel her eyes dancing around me, and she's staring at me with sympathy. "Did I wake you?" I ask."No, you didn't," Isabelle's hands leave my hair, resting on my cheek, and her eyes staring at my lips, she le
They weren't saying anything. The situation was already awkward enough. They had walked an entire hallway but had not exchanged any words. Instead, Victoria gazed at him as he was in front of her. Her eyes scanned every part of his body. He's tall, probably 6ft3. He wore a sleeveless shirt that exposed his thick, large, solid arms and well-defined muscles. Victoria watched his steps as he escorted her bedroom. They were steady, careful, and gentle. He had broad shoulders. His veins popped attractively. He had a perfectly shaped jaw. His long hair was packed almost in a ponytail and was the lightest shade of brown, silky and shiny they danced softly at his back while they looked gorgeously taken care of. His green eyes blinked slowly at her as he turned around."This is it," he said, his accent was thick English, "If you need anything-" "No, I won't need anything," she interrupted and cleared her throat."Alright, I'd be here to pick you up for dinner," he said. Victoria looked at h