23. First Meeting!

Egon's POV

People say that the weakest thing in this world is a woman, but according to me, a woman is the most cunning and dangerous thing in the world. They only show themselves to be weak to live in peace. 

Men are stupid, always flag their false bravery. 

My whole life I have been surrounded by women who are cunning, mischievous, evil, fearless, greedy and brave. And the one who tops the list is my beautiful captive. She is an interesting person, and you will never feel bored around her. My enchanting little thing. 

I am not lying when I say that she is the most beautiful woman I have seen. And the worst thing is, she knows that she is beautiful. 

It's already hard to keep myself leashed around her and this evil woman runs around me showing her boobs every time. 

Sometimes I feel as if she is caged by me or I am caged by her?

She has the power to flip pages within seconds. I have seen her change plots within the blink of an eye. She is unpredictable. More dangerous than a tiger hidden in the bushes and eyeing its prey.

You won't even realise when she robbed you. 

She is the most powerful enemy I have ever had, even the most powerful mafia of other countries looks kind in front of her. People are still shocked that she is caged by me. 

I would have cherished this woman with my life, but she betrayed me, and betrayal has no forgiveness.

Sometimes I feel that she has become less threatening after everything I have put her through but I would be a fool to believe this illusion. She can never change, not in any condition. 

Now I am sitting in the office of the main city, and she thinks I am in Ibiza. 

Very smartly she conveyed to me that some of her relatives are in Ibiza, she thinks I don't know how she plays her games. I know that there is no one in Ibiza, she just lied about the name of the city, so she could escape in my absence. Smart little thing.

I watched her on a huge screen; she has nowhere to go. I don't know where she wants to go after escaping. 

Fine, I'll let her escape. She can go wherever she wants, but once she reaches, I'll capture her again, and this time she will be punished really badly. 

She doesn't know that every corner of the island is under CCTV, and more than that, I have put a tracker in her body. Not in clothes or jewellery. She has a tracker in her back, she doesn't know it. 

And she will never find out about the chip which is near her spine, she can't take it out without help. 

No one can help her, except me. 

I watched her in close-up as she fooled Layla and ran into the forest, barefoot and in flimsy clothes. When will this woman learn that she can't escape from me? 

It's okay, I'll teach her. 

Her feet started bleeding as thorns pricked her, but that didn't stop her. Such a troublesome thing she is. 

Her injured legs finally took her to the beach and I saw the boat waiting for her. How the hell did she call the boat there? 

I sighed when I realised that she must have met some of her men in the auction. Her minions are everywhere, trying to take her away from me. But they can never do that. 

She is mine to ruin for the rest of her life.

She boarded the boat and left the island, but she was still looking around with terrified eyes. Why does she even run when she is so terrified? She is smart enough to understand that there is no escape from me, she knows me more than anyone.

My phone rang loudly. It was Layla. She sounded terrified.

"Master, Queen has escaped... I was in the ___"

"I know!"

I replied and disconnected the call. 

Things would have been so easy if she had not betrayed me. Meeting her was the biggest mistake of my life. 

I should have known that enemies cannot be lovers. Since childhood, I have only heard about her, just like she would have heard about me. Whenever I heard about her, I always wondered how she would be in looks, how her voice would sound. She was always a mystery to me which I was waiting to solve.

Her picture wasn't published until she turned twenty-one and took the throne. But I didn't get the time to see her picture as I was busy with my own training and work. 

My father was handling Kingslayers even when I was the King. 

I still remember our first meeting.

#Flashback#

We had attended the wedding of one of the important family's son. It was necessary to go. 

Both Bismarcks and Kingslayer would be there so the tension was thick. 

I, as a king, and she, as a queen, have never been in one place. I caught a glimpse of her at the party but didn't get the chance to see her up close. We were not allowed to come near each other for the safety of other people. 

The wedding was going on, and as soon as it finished, I went upstairs to attend my call. The ceremony was boring as fuck. 

I was on the balcony when I finished the call, and when I slid the window to leave, my head banged with someone's. 

She hissed and rubbed her forehead.

"Don't you love your fucking eyeballs?"

I opened my eyes to glare at the woman who has so much guts to disrespect me, but then I saw the queen in front of me, of course, she has the guts. 

She was rubbing her forehead and looked at me, her hand froze on her temple, and my eyes froze on her beautiful face. Especially those Emerald eyes, the Emeralds in her necklace were nothing in front of her eyes. She was looking like a gem herself. The aura, the attitude on the face, and the confidence in posture were attractive. 

Her eyes travelled over my face, and I assumed that she might be admiring me too. 

"Queen!"

I gently removed my hand from my temple and softly blew on it.

"I apologise!"

"Forgiven, Egon!"

She smirked, her eyes following the direction of our joined hands.

I chuckled. People say right, she doesn't show respect towards anyone except herself. No one has dared to call me Egon till now. Not even my own family members. 

Her eyes were not leaving my face, she was definitely attracted towards me and she was doing nothing to hide it. 

The music downstairs was adding a faint flame to our moment, and we both forgot to detach our joined hands. We loved the feel of the touch.

"Are you following me?"

I smirked. 

"Who won't if the man is so beautiful?"

She chuckled.

"But your bad luck... I was following my peace not you..."

"Indeed!... My bad that a beautiful woman wasn't looking for me but the thing which doesn't exist in our world."

I saw a little blush erupting on her cheeks. 

"If you stop messing with Kingslayers then it might exist."

She turned around to leave and I pulled her back. 

She softly collided with my chest, and her face told me that she liked the little dominance I used on her.

"I can take your head with me for doing this, Egon!"

I lowered my head to her ear and whispered.

"I don't know about the head but you are definitely taking something else from me with you tonight."

She shook her amused.

"You men!"

"Would you like to dance with me?"

I pulled her towards the open space. 

She didn't say yes but she didn't pull away either. Our bodies moved in sync, steps matched passionately and breaths collided erotically. I went crazy for a moment after inhaling her scent, damn! She smelled like a heaven. My hands touched her curves, and her hands moved on my muscles. We both were feeling each other passionately.

"Our men will go crazy if they see us like this."

I chuckled. 

"Only if they find out."

She stepped back from me.

"I hope we never meet again..." 

"Agree!"

I watched her as she gracefully grabbed her dress and rushed away like Cinderella. 

That was our first meeting, where both of us were captivated by each other. 

#Flashback Ended#

Now it's time to haunt my naughty captive who loves to fuck with me.