Alpha Killian gets rejected by his fated mate Trisha causing him to wander around due to being heart broken. In his quest to heal his heart, he meets Quinn, a woman thief who is the most enchanting woman Killian has ever seen. They fall into a habit of sleeping together, but this doesn't come without a grave consequence. Trisha comes back into his life, but not as a mate, but with her own agenda. Killian gets sucked in pretty quick, falling for the fake pretense. Quinn becomes MIA, and Killian stops looking for her. A turn of events causes Killian to lose everything and Quinn, shines.
Lihat lebih banyakMorrisI can't take this, how will I be able to sleep knowing that I have ruined her night? Sage didn't have to say all those hurtful words to her. I keep tossing and turning in my bed. I really want to speak to Quinn. I feel happy when I hear a knock at my door. I get off the bed, I accidentally knock my leg on the sofa, but I swallow the sharp pain in. Maybe it's Quinn, it's definitely worth the pain. My heart falls when I see Sage at the door.“What do you want Sage?” I asked going back in, leaving her at the door. “Sorry babe for how I reacted.” She says, wrapping her hands around my waist from behind. I feel disgusted about her. I can't be with someone who is this insensitive. “Let go of me Sage, I can't talk to you right now.” I say, removing her hands from my waist. “Babe please, I was just jealous, please forgive me.” She stands in front of me and pouts. “I know you can't replace me with that skeleton of a lady, she is hedious.” She adds frowning. “There you go again, Sa
QuinnSo that’s Sage, and Cutie is the King. That went down the drain so fast, how can I compare to a beauty queen like her? I know I am gorgeous, but it cannot be compared to her. Clarín was right, Sage is a goddess, but with a heart of a monster as well. And Cutie, I mean King Morris, is so different. How could he be with someone like her? Obviously, he followed the beauty. Come to think of it, I would have reacted the same if I found some girl with my smoking hot boyfriend. So I don’t blame her. It’s just that she hurt me with her mean words. Now I only have one goal, to regain my former self, that’s when I will be able to fight fairly. I walk slowly through the fleet of stairs, I forgot to ask where the elevator was, and I am too tired and drained to even look. I take one step at a time until I finally get to my room. I fall right on bed panting like crazy, all the energy in me is drained. Why did I have to take the stairs? It takes me quite a while to finally bring my breath
MorrisQueen is hilarious, and she cannot stop talking, it's like her mouth hurts when she doesn’t speak. And that story about the king being old… where did she get that idea from? I get out of the car and rush to her side to help her down. “Such a gentleman, thank you.” She says after getting out. She looks around for a while, takes a deep breath then smiles, looking straight at me. “I am ready now, cutie.” She says. I don't know why but I like it when she calls me that. “Alright miss Queen.” I offer my hand, and she takes it, I can tell she is nervous and still fragile by the way she is walking. I walk at her pace so as not to tire her. The waiter at the door bows as we enter. “I will show you to your favorite spot, sir.” He says, I told him not to treat me differently, I want it to be a surprise when I tell Queen. "Mmmh! so you have a favorite spot? Do you bring girls as well like your old King does? And by the way doesn't he have a wife?" She asks a million questions at a tim
Quinn“Then I will go with the E class Mercedes, or maybe the Crown athelete?” I ask Clarín not knowing what choice to make, I am so overwhelmed. “You can pick the best today between the two, who is to say that the king wouldn't take you out again?" Clarín gives me the best idea, so I go with the E class. All the cars have drivers in them, so when I choose the Mercedes, the rest of them goes out. “My work here is done, Miss Quinn, have a nice dinner.” Clarín says and smiles affectionately before walking away. I feel so nervous, I am going to meet the King. I don’t know what to expect. I just hope that he isn't too old for me, I know I can take any man but him being young and cute will be a bonus, but if he is old, I will have to deal with it then. I take one look at myself before entering the car, I take the back seat because that’s what I am supposed to do in this situation. Why is he taking so long, he really must be so old? I am willing to look past that since I want money. It’s
Quinn“Come in.” I say when I hear a soft knock at the door. “It’s open.” A tall young lady enters, looking so shy. She is gorgeous, just like a supermodel with the same huge features as Desmond and Mr. Muscles. Speaking of him, I truly miss him, I don’t even know why. “Hello miss, I brought you these. The king wanted you to have them, and he said that he will be waiting for you to have dinner with him.” she says, handing me a duffle bag. I wonder what’s in there. I smile taking it from her, I love gifts.“Thank you, and what may I call you.” I ask, I always hate formalities.“I am Clarín ma’am, I will be your maid from today until the day you leave our kingdom.” She explains bowing a bit.“Maid? You are too beautiful to be a maid, Clarín.” I say firmly. I will give that king an earful when I see him, how can he waste such a talent, I feel so angry now and so ready to meet that absurd man. “Really ma’am?” she asks as if unsure of herself. I would kill to have such a body, she has c
Quinn“Hey, everything will be fine Quinn, don't worry.” She says, standing close to me and patting my back gently. “I am just overwhelmed right now, I don't even know where I am right now.” I say feeling so lost. “I understand, but as soon as you get better, someone will escort you back home. We are just here taking care of you, my dear.” She says, sitting beside me. “Thank you Remmy.” I say.“You don't need to thank me, Thank King Morris instead, he is the one who found you and brought you here. You were on the verge of death.” “Who is King Morris?” I ask. When she says King, does she mean an actual king? But we have presidents, not Kings. If it's true, then I am in another country for sure.“He sent me here by the way to check on you. He says that he wants you to join him for dinner if you aren't that tired.” She says. Who am I to say no to the person who saved my life, I just nod. “Well then I need to take you to your room, you are doing much better, so you can leave the cli
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