God.He didn’t even blink when he said it. Just stared at me like I was worth everything and I looked away. My throat burned.Sometimes, his words hit harder than anything the council could ever throw at me. Because Adrien didn’t sugarcoat things. He didn’t tell me what I wanted to hear. He told me
Kieran's POV: By the time I returned to the palace, my whole body was buzzing.I opened the door and found Adrien exactly where I left him bare chest, black pants, sipping tea like a goddamn dream.He looked up at me. “That bad?”“Worse,” I muttered.He watched me strip off my jacket and loosen my
Joseph blinked.Once. Twice.Then, very slowly, he adjusted his glasses like they personally offended him and said, “Thank you, Your Highness, for painting that image into my brain before breakfast. That’s going to haunt me all day.”I smirked. “You asked how I was. Don’t blame me for being honest.”
Kieran's POV: I reached out, letting my fingers brush against his warm chest in a slow and soft motion, “Adrien…” I whispered.He pulled his arm away and looked at me.“I have to go.” I whispered.For a second, he did not say anything and to be honest, I expected him to tell me to not go. However,
His words crumbled.“She… slit her throat.”I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt the tear roll off my jaw.“She smiled at me,” he choked out. “Like she was finally free.”And then he broke just like a child. Like every part of him that had been held together by stone just crumbled into dust.I
“My father… he was one nasty man.”I blinked.Okay, this was not what I expected.“Always drunk. Always high. Chasing women like they were trophies. He had every disgusting habit you can imagine, and when he wasn’t getting what he wanted, he turned it on us.”He wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were s