The devil's little wife

Royalty had recklessly spilled the beans, and had told Tabitha exactly where Cinderella was hiding.

The big devil had almost been driven crazy by Tabitha. Royalty had never fancied Tabitha and her little daughter. He considered them more like toxic miscreants who had bullied his little wife, and had almost killed her in the rain.

Royalty's ego felt crushed, when she had said he was ashamed of Cinderella being his wife. A certain protective husband frowned so deeply, and threw Cinderella under the bus.

Royalty wasn't ashamed of his wife. In the big devil's eyes, Cinderella was actually the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he was willing to prove it.

Royalty frowned, crossing his long legs under the round table. He pursed his lips thinly, and menacingly narrowed his deep frosty eyes at Tabitha.

A chilling gust of wind blew through the room and the temperature dropped. The air around the room felt so heavy, Tabitha inhaled.

Nevertheless she bit her lips, and lifted up her head