Chapter 2: First Meeting

Riona POV

"Arrghh!"

That falling was massive I thought I just broke my hips or worse my spine. I winced in pain as I struggled to get up. I was so occupied by that falling my eyes were overwhelmed by what's surrounding me. Till I heard a loud thud...Or heavy steps.

I suddenly trembled remembering my current situation. I was running in the misty forest in the middle of the night escaping from the Alpha King's warriors. 

It couldn't be! 

"Please! Please, don't tell me I came back to that room!" I shut my eyes while uttering that beseeching prayer.

There's just no way that I went back to that kingdom. I was already miles far when I accidentally tripped into a big root from a thousand-year-old tree. 

I raised my hand trying to find something to hold on to. Till I grabbed a hairy thing. Hard, strong I thought. As my hand moved a bit higher, that 'thing' moved, too. As I was about to get up making, whatever that was as my footing, a warm hand gripped me tight.

"Ahhh! Please, my king, let me go!" with my shut frightened look, I screamed.

But what shocked me more was his manly roar. I could tell he was an arrogant, self-centered beast. I frowned right away. I hated him already.

"Who are you?!"

As I glared at him, I screamed louder than the noise I made when I fell. The mere vision of him in front of me caught me speechless and motionless, I was so stunned. I was pretty sure I looked like a deer caught by headlights, just smitten and staring at him.

I saw he gnashed his teeth inside of those thin lips as his strong jawline moved. But instead of feeling scared, I was even mesmerized.

How could there be a madman who looked like a Greek god? 

I thought my soul had left me when I noticed myself, I was just gawking at him. Till his grip on my arm became tighter and his face looked darker. I cringed prepared myself to be eaten alive.

When another voice butted in. Irritating this time. Was that a cat being slowly strangled to death? As I glanced over my shoulder, I saw another naked human being.

What's going on? Where was I?

"Matthew, who is she?" she even dared to ask as she got off from the bed ignoring the fact that she was uncovered.

She stood beside the man restraining my movements. I couldn't help but scan her like a specimen on a Petri dish. I began on top.

Disheveled hair! Had she just gone out catfighting? 

Hickeys! More like mosquito bites.

Goodness! What's with those bushes? 

"Answer my question, wench! Who are you? How did you get in my room?"

When the Greek god suddenly roared again. Louder this time. I glared at him as I recalled what he called me.

"Wench?!" 

"What about the woman beside you?" in my head that question was aching to burst out.

"How dare you enter Matthew's room!" palms on her hips, raised fake eyebrows, and smug look.

Now, I was wondering. These two were the awkward version of Adam and Eve. 

Where was I really? Paradise or hell?

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Matthew POV

Her smooth light brown hair first enticed my attention. Based on her scream she fell from probably a thousand feet, how come it was still intact unlike the hair of the woman I just rolled in the hay with.

Though her face was a mess, her white dress was torn and dirty, the skin of her arm I was wrapping tight was covered with bruises, I could see she was a pristine soul and...absolutely beautiful!

Her glint was leveling my glare. Her gasps were racing with the sudden abnormality of my heartbeat. This made me enraged more. Who was this 'thing' that suddenly barged into my room giving me foreign feelings? 

Infatuation? Not in my vocabulary!

Love at first sight? Give me a break!

I ceased that ravenous scheming word in my life when my father brought that witch to my once home, my comfort zone.

I felt a sudden whimper rumbling inside of me. But I chose to ignore it. My focus was on the female that came out of nowhere. This female that never stopped gaping at me, making me more furious.

Was she id!ot?!

"Don't you know how to speak, wench?"

"Huh?!" wider gawk.

Seriously, she was getting into my nerves. 

"Matthew, she disturbed us. You should punish her!"

Another reason to growl. The female beside me was nothing but a pesky b!tch!

Before she could hang her filthy hand on my shoulder, I already brushed it off and pushed her away as her ankle hit the leg of my bed. I saw her yelped in pain but I didn't care. My dagger stare was the one she met instead.

"Matthew?! That hurts!" she exclaimed.

"Shvt up!"

My loud voice quivered her as she literally jumped to her feet feeling dumbfounded while the intruder twitched her lips. Her arm was now reddish I could see dots of blood began to spout. 

"Excuse me, Mister! Where are you taking me?!"

Finally, she spoke. But I disliked her tone. Who was she to get mad at me? She was nothing but a low-life creature just like the naked woman who was now sobbing in silence. For me, all human female was like my stepmother, the witch in my kingdom.

Her kicking and elbowing disrupted my messy thought. My sharp gaze met her baffled flare. As I roared calling my bodyguards the door burst open. The naked woman hurriedly took the duvet and wrapped it around her body.

Slow-witted. She should have done that earlier!

"Master!" 

"Punish this stvpid servant that barged in my room!"

"What?! Hey!" 

She was thrown like junk in the broad chest of one of my men. Her face hit his neck I caught a glimpse of her gasp. D*mn, my bodyguard even made a reaction I couldn't put a name to it. I could feel deep inside me the urge to...kill!

"Let me go! I'm not your servant, Mister!" 

But her arrogance was making my blood boil and my head explode. She was the only woman who had gotten the audacity to yell at me. All women I had in the past including that imbecile was submissive to me. They were like puppies licking my boots. 

"Kill her!"