All Chapters of Game of hearts: The Ruthless Alpha and his warrior bride : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Celeste Lyra rushed forward and snatched the paper from the floor before I could stop her. “Your majesty,” she gasped, eyes wide as if I had killed an innocent. “You threw this away.” she said as if shocked that I would do such a thing. I stared at her with an unreadable expression. “Yes, Lyra, I am aware,” I replied dryly, pacing the room. My hands balled into fist. How could my parents be so selfish? A week, I had been here, and this was the first letter I had received from them, and it was to ask about when my cousins would be released? I understood that my number one objective for marrying Edgar in the first place was to free them, and my Kingdom, but I would have loved for their first letter to me to be one that asked about how I felt to be a glorified prisoner in enemy land. But that wasn't the only reason I was angry, I was angry because I had been here for a week, and had not made any progress. I felt like a failure. I was completely out of my element when it came t

CELESTEEdgar looked visibly strained. I was half-sure he was trying to process what I had just said to him, and whether it was true.“I…I am glad that you did.” He said, quickly clearing his throat and taking his seat.I smiled again, this time it was genuine. The only difference was that it wasn’t a smile of pleasantness but of victory.I knew it was ridiculous, but these small victories against Edgar were the only things keeping me sane in this hellhole. Sure, it had only been three days since I had been married to him, but it felt like an eternity.“Did you enjoy the show?” he asked after waving a servant over to dish out our meals and pour the wines.“It was most pleasant, thank you for taking me. Looking forward to more…shows.” I said, a plastic smile on my face.By the gods and goddesses. I was becoming like the concubines of this palace, and it disgusted me. I was not catty.Curse you, Edgar!I thought, the smile still plastered on my face.“Really?” Edgar asked, his eyes slig

CELESTE I stared up at Edgar’s perfect face, my heart beating widely against my chest.Goddess, he was handsome.He was a bastard tyrant, but he was so handsome, it was devastating.He was so close. Close enough that his scent had mixed with mine, and I couldn't tell the difference.“I have waited for this day to come for so long,” he murmured, inching closer and closer as if he was barley restraining himself from taking me there.Every hair on my body stood at attention, and a shiver ran down my spine as he whispers in my ears.My lips parted, waiting for him to initiate the kiss.“Thought about how I would make you beg for it, how I would make your body quake and quiver under me, how I would slide inside your soft, and wet cunt." he brushed his hand against my neck, and traced his it down to the swell of my breasts.My breath caught at his deliberate and seductive touchI had come to seduce him, but it felt like he was the one seducing me.“Even now, I am hard for you, I always a

CELESTE My robe fell to the ground, forming a crimson pool of fabric around my leg, and exposing me in more ways than one to Edgar's hungry gaze. His gaze darkened like those of a predator who had just successfully cornered its prey. Edgar leaned into me, his breath fanning my skin, causing goosebumps to gather all over my body. “You are shivering, are you cold?” he whispered in my ear, the sound seducing intimate parts of my body. “No,” I said firmly, but it came out as a whisper, his closeness unwinding my nerves like he was unbinding a book. I didn’t like it, but my body did, and it responded to his touch with a deep-seated need. I curled my hands into fists beside me, my fingers digging into my palms—an attempt to gain some semblance of control. “Yes,” he said softly, yet it sounded firm and controlled like he always seemed to be. I didn’t respond. His tone didn’t really leave much to disagree with. I swallowed, my nipples hardening at just a simple touch of my shoulders. “

Celeste As soon as I entered my bed chambers, my back hit the door, my breathing ragged. That…Edgar… the intensity. It was too much. I was still catching my breath several minutes later. I made my way to my bed, and sank into the plush cushion. I still feel him all over me. His hand, his lips against my skin, on my lips. I had heard of how powerful the mate bond could be from my mother, and a few other women at court back home, but nothing could have prepared me for that encounter with Edgar. He had played me like a drum. Rejected me because apparently I didn't like him, then had thrown my strategy back in my face. That smile, his usual amused behavior was not who he truly was. He was a truly twisted man, but all in all, I at least got something out of him. Small, tiny, maybe even insignificant, but I learned getting close to him could reveal something. He had told me about his father, and from what I gleaned he loved him. Good. I had no idea what to do with that