บททั้งหมดของ A Hunt For His Queen : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Distance murmurs and a rhythmic soft beat slowly pulled me to my consciousness. A warm, firm grip around my body cocooned me to its warmth like a protective shield. Intoxicating masculine crisp cologne surrounded my senses. Syl… I took a desperate breath to take more of his scent in. The rhythmic soft beats were his heartbeats as I was wrapped in his arms. Sensing my movement, his head snapped to me. Red dark icy blue eyes alert. Big calloused hand was soon to cup my cheek. "Cuore mio? Baby? You are…you are awake?" Hoarse deep voice was filled with desperation. My eyelids were heavy. A darkness was forcing me to shut my eyes again. But I wanted to talk to him, watch him… I parted my lips. But a sharp pain shot through my head. My brows pinched together. "Sandra? Talk to me, baby. Are you alright? Are you in pain?" He pulled me more into him, his face was inches away from me. An agony mixed with concern and rage etched into his features. Even if I could barely keep my eyes o

"I said no…" "Syl," I cut him off, attracting his narrowed gaze to me. "You must know from Ron that she is not well. Maybe it's important. Otherwise she wouldn't want to meet me personally."I wanted to tell Syl about my doubt, but I stopped myself. I wanted to confront Diana first. Only she could tell me what Vincenzo was doing at her building. Something told me he was there for her. "I'm not letting her see you, definitely not alone. You know her nature, she dislikes you."Shaking my head, I got up from the bed. And he immediately wrapped his arm around me, holding me against him. I rolled my eyes. "I'm fine, Syl. I won't fall. And about Diana's nature, I can just handle her fine. Don't worry. After all, this won't be the first time we will have a personal conversation." He let out a grunt. "I will be there with you if you're that eager to see her."I untangled myself from his arms. His lips pursed at the distance. "No. I'm going there alone. You can attend some phone calls in t

Laid before us was a photo of his family framed with golden edges. The members of his family smiled brightly at the camera, except my man. He had an almost non-visible smile on. As per Maria, it was taken on Syl and Enrique's eighteenth birthday. They clicked a family photo of them four. It was a beautiful memory. But like every other memory, he had hidden it inside Enrique's old room. I glanced at him, his silence bothered me. A coldeness covered his irises as he stared at the photo. Jaw tight. Without saying a word, he turned around to leave, but I grabbed his elbow before wrapping my arms around him. "It's such a beautiful photo. Don't you think you should hang it in the living room or your bedroom?" "Sandra," he warned. Voice thick. "They are in a better place, Syl. They would want you to talk about them, smile at their memories and cherish the moments you spent with them. Not hide their memories in the darkest corner of your mansion," I said softly. "Today is your birt

The gentle breeze blew past my hair, letting the water of the lake ripple in waves. The moonlight dazzled upon it under the starry night. I took a deep breath, taking in the earthy scent of the woods and the lake. But my insides didn't calm down. After calling His Highness's ass for the hundredth time, I was now sitting on the bench near the lake behind the villa and cursing at him. Here I was dying out of tension, panicking over his safety, and he didn't even think to let me know his whereabouts. I wanted to know if he already grabbed Marko and did what he planned. If he knew where Vincenzo was. I wanted to know what was happening there.On the other hand, Beth's wedding was approaching. I needed to convince Syl to let me attend. I couldn't just miss my best friend's wedding no matter who she was getting tied to. Maybe I could take him with me too? That way he would be assured that I was safe? I called him again, but to no avail. He didn't receive my call. "Fucking pig!" Sudde

Morning arrived and I couldn't be more anxious and excited at the same time. I had stayed in our room the entire night talking to Beth and Em on video call, planning things for the wedding. Only at two in the morning did they say goodbye and left to rest. And my Italian stayed out of the room the whole night. Though I felt him wandering before the door a few times to check if I was alright until I fell asleep. My cold shoulder was taking a toll on him. A knock on the door resounded softly in the room. "Sandra? Baby? Are you awake? I've brought breakfast for you." I huffed. I wouldn't have opened the door if not for carrying on with our plan. Rising to my feet, as I walked to the door, a sudden dizziness hit me. Clutching the knob of the door, I held myself still and took a deep breath. Once the door opened, tired yet soft icy blue eyes greeted me. And my treacherous heart skipped a beat. "Good morning, mia regina." Placing the tray of breakfast on the small table beside t