บททั้งหมดของ The Untamed Alpha King and His Reluctant Pawn: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Isadora's breath hitched, she hadn't expected Felicity's question at all. It took her a full minute to digest it.In truth, she doesn't know much about the TS siblings, but she knew they were the 'children' of her father she would never get to meet.Faced with her own troubles in the yellow room, back then she hadn't had the time to think about them either. Her father, Lance, had firmly forbidden her from ever venturing into the west wing of their gigantic mansion. He said it possesses his most prized work, and had the tightest security around it, like a world of its own it existed independently.On an unfortunate night, she had ventured far beyond her boundaries, into the west wing. Coincidentally, her father had an emergency going on so there had been no guard on duty.Getting to the door that separates that place from the rest of the house, she heard it … screams ….. screams that were much louder and more grueling than hers. Deep screams of children, sounded like the cries of batte

Isadora followed two steps behind Imelda, she followed her lead as they ambled silently through the hallway, to where she guessed the kitchen should be.The silence would have felt natural if Isadora didn't struggle between intervals of a few seconds to say something or not. A question layed dangerously at the tip of her tongue, but she tried to control her curiosity.She knows nothing of this woman yet, it isn't worth the risk of running her mouth yet."Don't hold your tongue, speak if you want to. I'll rather get uncomfortable by your words than this stifling silence." Madam Imelda said amidst Isadora's silence."Who are you?" She asked firmly."You can call me Madam Imelda. I am the head of maids here in the black saints." She replied casually."You know that's not what I'm asking about?" Isadora scoffed.As far as she knew, Vincent holds no respect for anyone, not even his parents. He had singlehandedly murdered his father in cold blood just to make sure he overtook the Black sain

"Firstly, allow me to share an interesting little story," Vincent cocked his head to the side, he smiled so widely under the dark- panther like mask that one should see his cheeks bulge from the side."I happened to catch wind of a very interesting opinion. One that gnawed my ears so greatly, I thought about it throughout a sleepless night.""What we, the TS siblings went through doesn't matter, the pain of having a drug dusted stick inserted into the penis, enclosed to one place filled with torture for more than a decade doesn't matter, … the dead children don't matter, the babies born from underaged mothers addicted to Lance's many drug formulas don't matter, the unavoidable circumstance of never being able to fit right back into the world doesn't matter, the stigma of intense trauma that sticks to each one of us weighing our minds and conscience on the things we were forced to do with each other doesn't matter….none of that matters if it doesn't directly affect nor benefits a certa

"L-lord Vincent…!" Madam Imelda quickly rushed to Vincent's side and almost cupped his face in her hands, she stopped midway to realize that doing that would get her arms chopped off.Her mouth could hardly translate what she had witnessed… how incredible, a miracle! Surely this has to be a miracle, "Are you alright, my Lord. Do you feel any pain?" She asked, her eyes scanning for any visible anomalies to his health. Her heart pounded restlessly both in worry and joy.Imelda could see his gray eyes dilate… he could feel it too… Even Vincent couldn't hide his surprise as the warm morsel of cake went down his throat.How… how was it possible?! He had just eaten a whole muffin and hadn't even the slightest bit of reaction. There was no pain, no unbearable irritation in his throat, he didn't feel like his insides are on fire, instead, it melted in his mouth like a soothing balm, tantalizing his taste buds in the most painless manner… the beautiful sensation of taste which laid dormant for

Sienna angrily barged into the Green Viper mansion, stomping her foot as she walked into the living area. She threw her purse not minding where it landed. Her hands continually raked her hair as some sort of coping mechanism as she paced about the place.Anger that had risen to dangerous levels laid dormant on her face… she could hide it anymore.A maid nearby trembled, sensing Sienna's distress, "W-welcome mistress Sien…""Get the fuck out of my sight, you lowly thing!" Sienna hit the unfortunate maid who welcomed her in with a tight slap.The sheer force of impact sent the maid to the cold floor. Holding her face as tears burned the back of her eyes, she quickly crawled out of sight."The bitch… that fucking bitch! Arrgh!" Sienna screamed in frustration and slumped into the sofa."Sienna, so you are back so fast? I thought I heard someone come in." A much older lady than Sienna, with eyes which looked like they've had a lot of experience appeared from one of the doors."Not now mom.