Royal Days

It was morning ,I could tell by the rays of sunlight that were peaking through the holes of my blanket. I didn't want to wake up. I hated mornings so much because they were those part of a new day that reminded you about your problems, hardships and pain ,literally everything you wouldn't want to think about. Whereas at night, you go to sleep and forget about all those damn things. But morning comes along and everything comes rushing back in your mind again. You are reminded of the bills that needs to be paid , your kid's school fees or a boyfriend that dumped you or your sick parent, final-exams stress ,it could be a lot. But those were probably other people's problems becauses for me, my biggest problems were always what I was going to eat the next day when it shines bright in the morning or where I was going to hide my poor self when winter laid its wrath upon earth. It devastated me so much but when you grew up all alone , fending for yourself , you learned to survive and that was

STEPHEN'S POVI was getting ready in my room for my welcome party that was going to be held at the palace in about an hour, when Lorrine budged in my room unannounced and without so much of a knock on the door This was my fucking room for god's sake. But of course my twin sister didn't care about that obviously. In fact she never cared about anything whatsoever. Her combat boots clicked stubbornly on the tiles as she made her way towards me. I was standing in front of the full-body mirror whilst buttoning up my shirt. I saw through the reflection of the mirror as Lorrine took a stand about few centimeters away from behind me , her hands staffed inside her spiked black leather jacket . Her face remained stoic and emotionless as usual. Lorrine was those Alpha female type of women. She had this dominant aura surrounding her and her tall height ,dark tattoos and menacing , cold grey eyes made her look even more intimidating. She literally looked like someone you shouldn't mess with if y

ANNIE'S POV I was sitting on my knees, naked, with both my arms outstretched and tied to the front posts of the bed with something like a rope. I could hear some movement behind me, but my head could only turn to the side as I tried to look back. My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and my whole body felt so hot for some reason. I felt the bed dip behind me, and the next thing I felt was somebody's hard chest pressing flat against my back, with their hand wrapping around my neck while the other caressed and played with my nipples. My back arched, my head falling back on their shoulder, and a throaty moan slipped out of my mouth when something cold pinched my nipples so hard. That certainly hurt, but the wave of pleasure that went through my body because of that left me whimpering and wanting more. I could feel my own wetness spreading between my thighs. "Look at you princess.."A very deep and raspy voice murmured against my ear. His voice alone making me whimper desperately"I

ANNIE'S POV "Do you have any idea just how worried I was about you, huh?" Matilda exclaimed, her brows furrowing in frustration as she scolded me. The concern in her voice was unmistakable. "What if something really bad had happened to you? What on earth would I do without you, huh?" Feeling the heat of shame wash over me, I looked down at my lap, unable to meet her piercing gaze as I mumbled my apology, "I'm sorry." "You are so fucking careless sometimes Annie; I swear, I just can't with you!" she retorted, her voice a mix of disbelief and exasperation. I could see the worry etched across her face, though her anger was evident too. I pouted as I raised my eyes to meet Matilda's. Her expression was stormy, a mixture of anger and profound fear, and I knew I had put her through an ordeal. "I said I was sorry, Mattie! I was lost in thought and didn’t even notice that car behind me until it was almost too late." Matilda let out a heavy sigh, and her demeanor softened just a touch.

ANNIE'S POV The air outside my hospital room carried a distinct scent, a mix of antiseptic and mint, that lingered in the chilly atmosphere, making my skin prickle with goosebumps as Matilda expertly maneuvered my wheelchair down the long, sterile hallway. After what felt like an eternity spent surrounded by the constant humming and beeping of machines, coupled with a parade of doctors and nurses coming and going, I was finally on my way out. My body still felt weak, a little sore, but my spirits were so high you would swear I had wings. Earlier that morning, I had been blessed with a visit from Mrs. Blackwood, who brought along a batch of delicious muffins and wrapped me in a warm embrace that felt like sunshine. She told me how everyone at the bakery was so proud of me for what I had done, and they couldn't wait for me to come back. That made me so happy. Now, as we approached the front desk where the discharge forms awaited, I hugged my warm blanket tightly around my legs for co