LOGINThis isn't a fairytale. Mirror Mirror on the wall. A fairytale that became her fall. “Over my dead body will I let a man whore father my child. You're in every way incapable, irresponsible and definitely incompetent of becoming a father.” She said with a smile. "Stop acting like a saint, you're not one. You're only pregnant because you're a slut yourself, so what exactly is the difference between you and me?” She stepped up to him with a mocking smile. “Maybe, I'll show him pictures.” Anger flared up inside him. Who the fuck does she think she is? “Show him pictures!?" His fingers grabbed her throat. His eyes held hers. She didn't flinch, instead, a small smile played on her lips. Crazy ass bitch. He isn't used to being challenged. “I don't need to beg you for anything.” He growled. "You have no other option.” She scoffed. "I have a lot of options, Kim.” He continued. "I can take him away from you after birth,” “I want to see you try.” The smile on his face told her otherwise. “What will you do? Take me to court? Fight for custody?” He chuckled. “I can bribe the whole fucking court.” Her heart skipped a beat. No. "You don't get to decide.” He lit a cigarette. "Everything will go my way.” "It'll not!” “Maybe I'll show him your pictures. Or let you visit him once a week, who knows?" He shrugged. “This is my child!" She screamed, tears welled up in her eyes. “So it's either you do as I say, or I'll do as I please." “What do you want?" Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “Where I come, illegitimate children aren't accepted in the family." “I'm not marrying you!" “I'll never marry you!" She screamed. "You have no choice..”
View MorePLANS AND PLOY Stefania sat alone in her office, fingers drumming softly on the edge of her polished desk. She stared at the framed photo on her table. Santos. Smiling. Happy. With her. But Kim had to ruin everything. A bitter taste filled her mouth. She took everything. And she walks around like she belongs here. She stood and crossed the room to pour herself a drink. Something strong. She took a sip and leaned against the cabinet, her mind racing. She needed a way back in. A way to remove Kim — not just from Santos' bed, but from the palace. Her thoughts drifted to Theodore and she smirked. He looked at Kim like she was already his. He is dying to have her all to himself, she can see it. And that is perfect. There was a knock. Stefania turned, setting the glass down. “Come in.” The door opened and Theodore stepped inside, dressed in a dark jacket, expression skeptical. “You sent for me?” “I did.” She gestured to the chair in front of her desk. “Sit.”
APOLOGIES AND FEELINGS The grand breakfast hall was already bright with morning light when Kim entered. Kim stood near the entrance, her heart thudding in her chest. The queen as already here. She straightened her shoulders, took a deep breath, and started moving. She gave a low curtsy. “Your Majesty,” she said, voice steady though her throat felt tight. “May I please speak?” The Queen’s eyes narrowed faintly. There was a long, taut moment before she inclined her head. “You may,” she said, voice cool, distant. Kim bowed again, Her gaze lifted to Santos. “I apologize,” she began, “To you, your Majesty, to the future king. At the press conference, I acted rashly. I brought shame and embarrassment upon the royal family. I disrespected the crown, Your Majesty, and failed in the comportment expected of me as future Queen of Greece.” Her words hung in the air. The Queen’s expression remained composed, guarded, there was a flicker, perhaps, but Kim could not tell. She went o
DITCHING AT DAWN Santos was asleep, sprawled across the bed, his body relaxed after last night. His messy hair fanned over the pillow and his jaw, usually set with the resolve of a prince, softened in rest, the lines eased, eyelashes brushing against his high cheekbones. His bare shoulders gleamed faintly beneath the silken sheets, his strong arms relaxed at his sides, and his chest rose and fell in the steady rhythm of deep sleep.Beside him, Kim lay curled inward, a stark contrast in both body and mood. Her brown hair spilled over the pillow in waves. The silk slipping off one shoulder to reveal the gentle curve beneath. Her body was drawn close to Santos, as though seeking warmth and comfort.Then, without warning, Kim’s eyes fluttered open, looking around in silence of the room. The darkness felt suddenly heavy, pressing down around her like a shroud. Her gaze shifted, barely moving her head to avoid waking Santos, and landed on his peaceful face, so innocent, so untouched
DESPERATE DESIRES Kimberlee's breath caught in her throat His imposing figure blocked her path, his eyes blazing with a mix of frustration and desire. She didn't hear him move. How did he get here? She thought he was drunk, but as she gazed up at him, she saw the clarity in his eyes, the intensity that seemed to burn through her very soul. "Why do you have to be so stubborn?" Santos demanded. "Why do you make everything so hard for me?" “San..” “Shh..” His thumb lightly touched her lips. Kim felt a shiver run down her spine as she watched, speechless, as he seemed to struggle to contain his emotions. "Why can't you just be the princess my mother wants you to be?" Santos asked, his hand pulling her throat in a tight grip. "Why can't you just be a good girl for once? Why do you always have to be so hard on me?" Kim's eyes locked onto his, searching for answers to the questions he was posing. But before she could respond, his voice came again. "I'm not drunk, Kim," he s












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