Zech sighed. "No, you are being a jerk here; your little sister is waiting for you to introduce her; you left her there."Only now did I notice the evil look Celine threw at her older brother. I think it says, how dare you, brother!"Oh!" Calleo snapped, "Vara, Celine Eris El Devar, our only princess, she's a stingy words person." He whispered to me the last line.Zech’s parents and their parents are busy talking about their lives, not minding us here. He unclasped the hand to me, placing it on a spoon and the other fork."Don't believe what this dumbass is telling you. So," her beautifully curved eyebrows lifted, "Vara, how did this cousin of ours drag you to this wedding? Did he threaten you? Or point a gun at your head and say ``marry me'' or something else?"Zech snorted, including Theo and Calleo."Seriously, princess, why do you think our cousin will be doing that?" Zashin asked eye's widened, like his sister's words were vulgar. This man was so serious."Gah, brother Zash, I can

"You did what?" His eyes narrowed as he stared at me, a sharp look. I am expecting him to shout in pain, in case it was not hard enough.I smiled at him and was about to remove my heels when he noticed what I was doing and took my hand. "I just told you I couldn't say the reason why. Don't you understand that?" There's a strain of anger in his voice."That's not what I want to know; how did Maverick find out?" His two hands clasped my hand, looked at it. Biting the inside of my cheeks to stop the irregular beats of my heart, my cheeks flushed, and I swallowed, hating what I was feeling."Someone got him in prison, killing the police guards who were on guard last night. It's the woman in a black fitted bodysuit and a red mask, the one who knew the real identity of Duchess, Pigeon."Wait ... What! That is what I heard right. Pigeon doesn't wear that kind of dress, yes the red mask, but how did it happen? Someone disguises as Pigeon, most likely, but I don’t know who it might be."Pigeon

I glanced at the slightly raised vase. It doesn’t look good. I'm going to the bathroom and putting myself in danger. I closed my eyes for a moment, and I tried to ease my trembling body."You are putting yourself in danger, Queenie." I whispered to myself.The door opened before I could get close. My eyes widened at a man whose face was unfamiliar to me and who was wearing his white polo as well as his black pants with fresh blood on them. His gray eyes stared at me without emotion, and he looked at the vase I was holding."Are you planning to throw or hit me?" He raised a hand with the index finger pointing at my hand. Its copper-red hair was still damp.I looked at what I'm holding, yet I didn’t feel alarmed or in danger with this person, and that’s so weird. My throat was dry, and I lost my ability to speak for seconds. I swallowed hard before managing to say, "Who are you?"His handsome face is so that I can't tell if he's Italian or maybe another race. His thin lips formed a smile

The double wooden door to the back garden was slowly opening, and before I could get here Verona left me. Every step I took felt like I was floating, I couldn’t even feel my footsteps on the marble floor, I was already choking the poor bouquet of white roses and I didn’t seem to know what was going on around me. When I came out the door, I saw the beautiful garden and in front of me were people sitting in white chairs and tables with white table clothing. The musician filled the air with harmonic wedding music. In the midst, a pathway made of bricks leads to the small stage with five stairs, in front of the man in a golden age wearing a suit holding a bible and a smile set on his stunning features. My eyes landed on Zech's standing, wearing a tailored gray groom coat and tie paired with gray pants making him undeniably striking. His hands were clasped, and no visible emotions were playing on his gorgeous face. When his head moved in my direction and our eyes met, I don't know why my

I put the sunglasses on my eyes, and the strong wind was the first to greet me when I got off the private plane of El Devar, the wide plane landing I saw and my gaze moved at Zech who was heading to where I was, behind him were two men in suits and with an earpiece on their ear connected to the black wire on the right of them.He's wearing a business suit, and there's a smile set on his face. I went downstairs, and when he got closer I was already down. I tucked in the strands of my hair, yet the wind let it loose.“Welcome aboard, Queenie,” he greeted me.The happiness was not on me anymore after an hour of talking with his grandparents before I left the Villa. “Welcome your face, Zech! You just left me and went here without me!” I said full annoyance to him and gave him a sharp look if only his face had disappeared.Earlier my chest was throbbing with annoyance. Talking to his grandparents, I almost admitted that I immediately thought of an answer to their questions. And some questi