Lucianne immediately got up and inspected her torn bra and underwear as she said, “Remind me to undress before we let them do that again next time.”   Both their animals were chuckling at her remark, and Xandar pecked a kiss on her bare waist as he commented, “He was a little brutal to her, don’t you think?”   Xandar ignored his animal’s protest, and waited for his mate to answer, to which she said, “Hm. She seems to like it rough.”   His animal gloated and bragged, which made Xandar mutter, “And he seems to be happy to hear that.” His hands snuck around her waistline and he said, “Since we’re both already naked, how about we give it a go?”   Lucianne’s eyes left her torn-up bra and met her mate’s flirtatious gaze.

Greg only woke up when another knock on his door came. If that was Livia again, he didn’t know if he could restrain his animal from scratching her face and tearing out her organs. As he thought about the endgame drawing near, he walked to the door and opened it. To his relief, it was only the heiress, who invited him to have tea. Greg played dumb and asked, “What did I do? I left the toilet seat up this time.” Kelissa rolled her eyes and said, “It’s just a grateful gesture for your years of supporting our business, your Grace.” Liar. But not a bad one, actually. “Fine.” Greg groaned. So much for wanting to stay in his room until Lucianne came and break him out of this sh*thole. He still found it hilarious that the Kyltons gave

When the second round of growls followed, Lucianne laughed hysterically for a short moment before her black and onyx eyes turned sapphire, and her Authority radiated from her being. It was the first time Greg felt that energy from her, and it felt magnificent! In fact, it felt stronger than the late King Lucas’s Authority! Everything about Lucianne was just so...different.   Lucianne directed her Authority at Kelissa, compelling her to kneel. Kelissa felt something from Lucianne but she didn’t know what it was. Suddenly, her legs gave way, and she fell on both knees, her head was forced down as Lucianne stood right in front of her, allowing the heiress a good view of her white stilettos.   When Lucianne decided that she had made her point, her human eye color returned, and she asked Phelton to escort Greg to fetch all the recording d

The whole weekend was a busy one for the police force. They clocked in extra hours to interrogate the Kyltons, Tanners, Aphaels, the Kyltons’ guards and Greg.  When Greg surrendered the hidden camera footage he made eighteen years ago when he colluded with the ex-ministers now behind bars and Tanner, they found that Greg never ‘coerced’ any of them to join him. From the looks of it, they were all extremely enthusiastic to go behind the monarchy’s back. While some policemen interrogated the crooks, others played the recordings on the devices Greg implanted all over the Kyltons’ mansion, transcribing everything for their Highnesses. 

Greg was lying in the prison bed with an Oleander bracelet on his right wrist. It was getting boring. How did inmates entertain themselves here? ‘There has to be something’, he thought to himself. He sat up and looked around the small space before hearing heavy footsteps getting closer to his cell. A policeman emerged, unlocked his door and said, “We need you to be ready in the interrogation room. You have a visit from the Crown.” Of course he did. As he left his confined space without another word, he was secretly impressed that his cousins got to this phase of facing him in prison in such a short span of time. He and his animal thought the two would take at least a month before the King came down here and used his Authority to make him vomit whatever sh*t there was in his head.  But Greg wasn’t wo