47 Butterfly with a crown

Scarlett

What’s torture?

Loving someone more than your soul and body could afford, with whom you can’t be.

When I heard Amber calling my mate her husband, my blood boiled and the veins in my body twisted in discomfort. Something in me wanted to grab her throat and shred that pretty face of hers till she wouldn’t be able to open that vulgar mouth of hers ever.

She wasn’t wrong either, I knew it. I didn’t need to know it from someone else but I couldn’t help the feeling of jealousy and hating her though it wasn’t her mistake. It was a forced marriage for both of them but my mate wasn’t roaming around calling her his wife and being possessive about her.

I might not be a princess or a queen but I wasn’t used to sharing my things with the others, then, it was my mate. How could they even expect me to share my mate with someone else?

“Fucking mine,” I whispered before gnawing my mark on his neck harshly, dodging all my anger on him. I could hear some shattered voices from the outside b