LOGIN“What was that?” Edgar asked, his brows furrowed.“That… was my darling future husband having an affair with one of his concubines,” Sophia said through her teeth.That whore will never give up. She will always shamelessly throw herself at him. Rage flooded through her so quickly that it almost made
Third Person POVSophia was growing impatient.She sat near the fireplace in Leopold’s private lounge; one leg elegantly crossed over the other despite the dramatic limp she insisted on displaying whenever anyone looked her way. A tray of untouched food rested nearby while servants quietly moved aro
Warren frowned deeply.“I know what I’ve been told,” he murmured. “But when I marked my mate in the gardens… it felt… different. She smelled different.”“And yet she wears your mark,” I reminded him. “Are you forgetting that it’s been proven you marked her that night? Her mark carries your scent. Ho
Cecilia’s POV The room suddenly felt small. It was too quiet; too aware. Leopold stared at me as if I had personally wronged him. Well, I guess in his mind… I had. I wasn’t expecting to see him in my room; I assumed he would be with Sophia, tending to her every need.But he wasn’t… he was here… wit
It filled my stomach with dread the more I thought about it.“There you are,” Jasmine said as she walked into the library, spotting me sitting in the corner with a book on my lap.I barely even read any of the words on the pages; I’ve just been staring blankly at them for the past hour.“Here I am,”
Cecilia’s POV“Don’t worry, Cecilia,” Madam Isa said as she stood, tightening her cloak around her shoulders. “Your secret is safe with me. But word of advice… don’t wait too long before telling the King how you feel. His response might surprise you.”She didn’t let me respond before she walked away







