Se connecterAt this point, Silas was helpless. Kerry had no choice but to believe Asher, even though she really didn’t want to. This wasn’t her husband—she knew this. She knew Silas like the back of her own palm, and this just wasn’t him. She tried to get off him, but the vampire hissed in protest. His eyes we
Her husband was still the way she had left him—with that damn stake in his chest. Honestly, she didn’t know whether having these men hovering over Silas was such a good idea anymore. Asher had assured her that his father and uncle would find a solution to her husband’s sudden… chaotic behaviour. At
The last thing Damien wanted was for this to happen—now, of all times. Okay, maybe he hadn’t cared about Gwen finding out the truth, but he also hadn’t expected her to throw this much of a tantrum. And certainly not in front of him. His jaw tightened as he stared at the man who had just stepped out
“I don’t give a fuck what you think,” he said, his eyes locking onto Gwen’s. “You can pack your things and get the hell out for all I care. But you’re not taking her with you. You can go alone.” Damien’s nonchalant words only angered Gwen more. Even after everything, he was still so shameless. “Ar
“What the hell do you want from us?!” Gwen screamed, her voice echoing through the space. Liz flinched beside her. She couldn’t understand how things had escalated so quickly. When she suspected her mom had found out about the affair, she had expected to be confronted, to be called a traitor. Yet D
Gwen’s face fell. Her expression was a mix of anger and disgust. She closed the space between them quickly, and Damien didn’t even try to avoid her hit. The slap landed across his face. He barely even registered it. Fine, if this was her own way of venting her anger, he would let her have it. After
She cracked her door open, eyes darting left and right for patrolling maids or guards, or any Royal that might have missed their way. When she saw no one, she slipped into the hallway like a thief and hurried down the stairs toward the kitchen.The kitchen was empty, warm, and filled with the faint
Phoenix’s tongue flicked across his lower lip, collecting the last smear of her blood. The slow, deliberate motion sent a shiver straight down Liz’s spine. She tried to pull her hand back, but his fingers tightened around her wrist—not painfully, but with a quiet, unmovable firmness that made her br
Selena’s eyes widened. “…Are you infatuated with that thing?”Phoenix shot her a cold look. “It’s political.”“What bullshit!”“I’m not lying. She has ties to Lord Damien,” The prince hated the fact that he had to explain. “We all know how much power that man holds. Many Lords regard him as a leader
When Lord Baylon learned of what had happened, he k ew it would be a matter of time before Damien showed up. Phoenix wouldn't tell him anything. He had been waiting at the entrance ever since he got the report. The moment Damien stormed past the car, Baylon’s face twisted with shame—his estate, his







