"I'll sleep in my room." She made a failed attempt to leave again but he blocked her way in a flash. "I'll not repeat it. Get on the f*cking bed," He thundered causing her to flinch back. "I want to go," Her lips quivered. His jaw ticked. He drank the full content in one gulp and tossed the cup on the couch. Lennox carried her in bridal style earning a shriek from her and then he tossed her on the bed. She quickly tried to scurry away but he grabbed her waist and tugged her back in the middle of the bed. "No." She struggled, squirmed, and wriggled to get away. Not wanting to scold her anymore he just dropped his weight on top of her crushing her small frame. She let out a cry of pain when her hand twisted abnormally between them. He lifted his weight enough for her to snatch her arm from between them before he rested his weight on her again. And just like that she was crushed, he weighed tons, she could barely breathe. "I can't breathe." She complained, the more she pushed at

Violet along with her sisters stepped into the Hall where an enormous number of elite and posh people were present. The whole palace was decorated exquisitely and everyone was in awe. As soon as she stepped through the door all sets of eyes fell on her causing her skin to prickle under their scrutiny and she felt dazed. She never liked being the center of attention. Back in her kingdom whenever her father would hold such parties or balls, all sorts of rich powerful people would show up, and then her father would present her like a trophy in front of them with hopes that someone powerful would take interest in her and there'll be someone strong to take over his throne because he never found Violet worthy enough of the throne because she was a girl. She forced her legs to move, her limbs weighed tons and were glued to the spot. It took an insane amount of battle with her mind to force her body to move. She walked further inside as whispers and hush fell across the room. Her sisters w

"Why did you hide it from us?" Emily asked in a sad voice, staring at the mark on Violet's neck. "Lennox said we should surprise you guys," Violet lied, her chest heavy, and stomach knotted. "We surely got surprised there last night," Ella said. "That was why you wore scarves around your neck and often hid it with your hair," Emily pointed out. "Yeah..." Violet trailed off. "Are you happy, Violet?" Ella asked. "Yeah, I'm happy. Why wouldn't I be?""You refused to attend the coronation last night, and also you seem stressed from the past couple of days. If Lennox is giving you a tough time then let me know. We can teach him a proper lesson." Ella offered. Violet forced a chuckle as she tried to brighten her face. "You're reading too much into the lines. I wasn't feeling well in the last couple of days and yesterday Lennox and I just played along and you guys fell for it." She mused, earning a gasp from Emily and Ella silently scrutinised her. "If you say so," Ella mumbled. *"

Violet stood at the threshold of the huge double door, staring at nothingness. She was wearing a dusty rose-colored gown, which hugged her body like a second skin with long classic gloves with smooth material, a slit on her right side below the hips revealed her leg whenever she walked. Her hair was in a beautiful bun, revealing her shoulders and the mark. She was donning light glowy makeup with elegant diamond earrings.She was still anxious about the incident that happened two hours ago. Nolan informed her that he had locked Dana in dungeons and had briefly reported Lennox about what he heard. He also said that Lennox paid a visit to Dana in the dungeons and he was furious, further, Connie assured her that everything would get better as the truth was out.Violet doubted that. She didn't know how he would take the truth or if he would even believe it. And if the truth was important to him he wouldn't make her go to Hunter's wedding and stay to hear the truth.But no, maybe Hunter's w

Violet tried to free herself but his grip was strong. His fingers pressed into her scalp messing her hair. She tried to break free, but it was of no use. He was behaving like a crazed beast. Her body trembled, sparks buzzed around her and her world surged forward wanting more. Lennox swiped his tongue on her lips and they parted. She tasted like his custom-made downfall. His destruction. He shoved his tongue against hers, caressing, slurping, tugging, biting until she moaned. Her moan was like a sweet f*cking melody to his ears. She moaned like she wanted him, like she waited for this moment like no one could earn this reaction out of her. "Lennox..." She breathed, wrenching her lips away but Lennox chased her lips and claimed them again. She was his oxygen and he was f*cking dying. She grabbed a fist full of his silver strands tugging at them harshly but he didn't feel any pain. Just carnal desire. Wild possessiveness. He was losing it and the little vixen responded. Not he