All Chapters of Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Kardor’s point of viewI was beginning to understand why kings always looked exhausted, apparently becoming one meant losing ownership of your own existence. Since sunrise, at least seventeen people had entered my wing without permission. Fashion designers, the royal advisors, council members, guards, servants, historians, at this point I am tired and stressed. I was now convinced that the entire kingdom had collectively decided I no longer deserved privacy.“Stand still, your highness.” The fashion designer said. I glared at him.“Does it look like I’m sitting? I am standing still.” I snapped.“No, you moved your highness.” I stared at the old fashion designer in disbelief. Zeth who was sitting nearby with the boy he has been stealing kisses from while pretending to “supervise,” burst into laughter.“Stop laughing, you are being too loud.” Roberto whispered.“Ohh! Is this because I didn’t complain you were too loud last night.”Roberto gasped in shock, he looked embarrassed. Zeth chu

Kardor’s point of viewThe heavy door of the dark room shut behind me with a sound that echoed like a death sentence. The room was silent and only two old torches were on. The ancient black walls were covered with old carvings and names of death kings. The year they started ruling and the year they died.I stood there alone wearing nothing except black ceremonial robes. Father’s last words to me was that the room forces kings to confront themselves before the throne accepts them, I waited for the confrontation but got none. Maybe the rumors were false. But immediately it was midnight, I began to hear whispers. At first I thought it was my imagination.But it got much louder, it was as if it was coming from a distant. I could hear the unclear sound of drums.“You are not enough.”“You will destroy everything.”I turned, but it was nothing. Just darkness. The whispers continued.“You will fail her, what if she dies. She is going to die.” I groaned.Suddenly different images flashed thro

Leila’s point of viewThe palace had become quiet since Kardor fell sick, Zeth treated me like I was fragile and didn’t allow me leave the room. While Roberto kept forcing tea into my hands. The healers monitored me almost as much as they monitored Kardor. Kardor kept trying to sit up every few minutes only for Zeth to shove him back into bed angrily.“You are still recovering, stay down.” Zeth snapped.“Do I need to remind you that I’m the king here and I have the final say.”“You are currently a sick king whose words should not be taken as something important. I’m sure your brain must be hurting because you are not using it well. Just stay down and keep that mouth of yours shut.”Kardor looked deeply offended with Zeth’s words but he didn’t complain again.“You are enjoying this too much,” he whispered weakly.“I love it when opportunities like this come. I enjoy shutting you up.”I laughed quietly from the chair beside the bed. Kardor turned to me. “You should be resting.” he said

EpilogueKardor’s point of view“Breathe, Leila.”“I AM BREATHING, YOU IDIOT!” she screamed on top of her voice, I flinched at the sound. She has been in labor for three hours now, and I was already losing my mind.I actually lost my sanity the moment she screamed my name so loud that almost everyone in the kingdom became aware their queen was about to put to bed.“Why is she in so much pain?” I snapped at the healer.“Your majesty,” the healer said feeling a bit uncomfortable. “That is usually how childbirth works, you can stay outside if you can’t bear it anymore.”“Don’t you dare leave me here. I hate you Kardor, you did this to me.”she cried out, my heart sank.“She doesn’t mean it,” Roberto whispered beside me.“What if she actually means it.” I whispered back.Another painful cry left Leila’s mouth and I rushed back to her side. Sweat covered her forehead as her fingers crushed mine painfully. I wish I could take the pain away from her.“You’re doing so well,” I whispered, brush

Athena’s point of viewI really didn’t want to go back there, the moment Cassian mentioned my father’s mansion, dread settled in me. It felt like something very cold had been poured on my body.That mansion held memories, the kind I wanted buried forever. Memories like shame, humiliation and pain that comes from heartbreak and betrayal from someone I once yearned for.Cassian was already asleep, but I was still awake feeling suffocated with the memories that hurts me. I could still remember that night clearly. I hated the fact that I remembered every detail, the sounds majorly. The moans and groans, the bed creaking and my cousins laughter.I remember pushing the door open slowly, my confusion turning into horror so fast that my body had gone numb. I saw them, my fiancé buried between my cousin’s thighs like I actually meant nothing and our engagement was just a mere joke.That wasn’t even the worst part, what happened after made me almost run mad, the pregnancy, the mocking whispers,