เข้าสู่ระบบRhea POVDorian had his head tilted back against the couch cushion, eyes closed while a cigarette rested between his lips as he slowly puffed smoke into the air.My brows pulled together slightly when my gaze landed on the dark red stains smeared across his left hand.Blood.Dried blood.Was it his?…Or had he killed someone?The entire sitting area of his chambers was suffocating with smoke, thick gray spirals curling lazily toward the ceiling. Dozens of cigarette butts overflowed from the ashtray sitting on the floor. Alcohol bottles were scattered across the carpet, some empty, others tipped over with their contents soaking into the expensive fabric beneath them.But that wasn’t even the worst part.The sitting area looked completely different from yesterday.There was barely anything left untouched.Furniture had been flipped over. Glass was shattered across the floor. Decorations had been ripped down. Anything breakable had either been smashed to pieces or cracked beyond repair.
Rhea POVA heavy, awkward silence hung between us as Sarah led me back toward the banquet hall.Why wasn’t she saying anything?Why wasn’t she interrogating me?She had literally seen me in Kale’s arms kissing him, yet she hadn’t reacted at all. What was she thinking?Maybe it was because I was so used to being questioned over things like this that the silence itself made me nervous.I couldn’t take it anymore.“Sarah… can I talk to you?” I whispered, my voice shaky around the edges while my heart pounded hard against my chest.Her steps slowed before she finally turned to look at me.“About… about what happened… I…”“You don’t need to explain yourself to me,” she cut in calmly.I blinked at her.“You don’t hate me or anything?” I asked quietly, worried this would somehow make her pull away from me.We were only just starting to get close, and the last thing I wanted was for this to ruin that. I knew how people around here acted once someone became a target of gossip or judgment. I di
Kale POV“His cover name was John, but his real name was Alberto. How we caught him is a long story, but he was sent to find a woman. A woman with black hair and blue eyes who was supposed to be dead over two decades ago. But his employers believed she somehow survived and escaped,” Damian explained.“What happened to the spy?” I asked.“Well… he got complications after Dorian had his legs broken, so there’s a high chance he’s dead,” Damian said, making me gasp softly.“How certain are you that she’s the one they’re looking for, though? I mean, they said her name is Lydia,” I asked.Damian shook his head slowly. “You really can’t be that stupid,” he muttered. “Do you honestly think a woman on the run would keep using her real name? Especially someone who’s been hiding for over twenty years?”“Right,” I muttered, my mind already racing.“Look… I’m not a hundred percent certain she’s the one,” Damian admitted, “but she’s one of the very few people I could barely find anything on. The ot
Kale POV “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there in about 30 minutes,” I said into the phone to Damian, who had been whining nonstop about me bringing him fresh clothes to the hospital. “No,” he cut in with a frustrated sigh. “Just hurry up. I need to take a bath.” “Sure thing, Your Highness,” I replied with a chuckle before I hung up, then let out a breath as I made my way toward his bedroom. A room he never really liked me stepping into, but of course, he didn’t have much of a say right now, not while he was stuck in a hospital bed. Too bad for him, because I was fully prepared to snoop around. Pushing the door open, I stepped inside. Damian’s room was exactly how I remembered it. Neat, organized, and completely devoid of any personal touch. No photos, no trinkets, nothing that hinted at the man who actually lived here. It was like he was trying to erase himself from his own space. I shook my head and walked over to his closet, pulling out a set of fresh clothes: a shirt, pants, underwea
Kale POV “Sarah,” she whispered, taking a few quick steps back and putting distance between us. “What are you…” “We need more hands at the banquet hall,” Sarah spoke slowly, her expression fixed solely on Rhea as if she was doing everything she could not to meet my gaze. “You were taking so much time. I was getting worried…” An awkward silence followed, with Rhea fidgeting nervously with her fingers as both women continued to stare at each other. Ah. So much for keeping it a secret. It hadn’t even lasted an hour. Exhaling quietly, I stepped forward, closing the distance before the silence stretched any longer. “Rhea and I are dating,” I said confidently. Maybe a bit too confidently, judging by the soft gasp that slipped out from behind me, but it was already too late to take it back. Sarah had seen us. There was no point pretending otherwise. “You’re her friend, right?” I added, stopping in front of her. Her gaze stayed on the floor, but she gave a small, polite nod.
Kale POVShe said yes.I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe I was standing here, holding the woman I had wanted for over a decade, and she had just kissed me.She kissed me.It didn’t feel real. It felt like one of those dreams I used to have, the ones that always ended too soon, the ones that left me staring at the ceiling for hours after, wishing they hadn’t.And maybe that was why I held her tighter, my arms tightening around her without thinking, like if I didn’t, she might slip away and I’d wake up to nothing again.When we finally pulled back, I didn’t let her go completely. My hands found her face instead, gently cupping her cheeks like I needed to keep reminding myself she was real.“I’m so happy,” I whispered, my voice low as I leaned in again, unable to stop myself from kissing her.The third time.A quiet chuckle slipped out of me when she kissed me back just as easily.“What is it?” she whispered when she pulled away slightly, her breath warm against my lips, and my t
Dorian POV“Please… please…”Those words echoed in my head as the cold water slid down my back.“…please… don’t kill him.”It wasn’t hers I was hearing—it was my mother’s voice. The last words she had ever spoken.The memory came sharp as a blade. The night our car was ambushed. The night everythin
Rhea POVSuck on it.Those words echoed in my skull, rattling every nerve in my body until I swore I couldn’t breathe.I stared at the thick length in his hand, the veins running along it, the flushed tip so close to my face it made my throat dry. My lips parted on instinct but no sound came out.U
Rhea POVI hadn’t expected the kiss.The moment his lips crashed into mine, my breath hitched and my entire body stiffened. He wrapped his other hand around my waist, pulling me closer until my chest pressed against the hard planes of his body. His lips moved firmly, insistently, between mine, but
Dorian POV“I will be your mistress.”It took longer than I calculated, but time was on my side. I had patience. I had other women.So when the guards informed me she was waiting outside my chambers, I knew instantly — the moment had come.“Please…” she choked, her whole body trembling on the floor







