All Chapters of His Royal Slut: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Daniel stormed into the palace, his footsteps echoing sharply against the marble floors of the palace hall.The massive doors slammed behind him with a thud that seemed to shake the ancient chandeliers overhead.Servants scattered at the sight of his furious expression, bowing hastily and disappearing into side corridors. His blood was boiling.He didn’t bother knocking as he pushed open the doors to the royal study. Inside, his parents sat waiting like kings on their thrones.King Reginald Knight leaned back in his high backed leather chair, fingers placed under his chin, while Queen Eleanor sat beside him, her posture elegant and proud, a diamond necklace glittering coldly on her neck.“Daniel,” his father said calmly, though his eyes were sharp as daggers. “You’ve returned sooner than expected. Good. We have important matters to discuss.”“I have nothing to discuss with either of you,” Daniel growled, his voice low and dangerous.He stood tall in the center of the room, fists clenc

“What are you doing with my phone?”Raine heart jerked in fear, he hanged up and quickly hid the phone beside him, turning around instantly.“No…nothing”“Ra….”“I wasn't doing anything”Raine snapped, his voice filled with fear“Give me the phone then”Raine didn't answer neither did he move from where he was, he stayed frozen in fear, his hand gripping the bed sheet tightly.“Don't let me repeat myself Raine, give me the phone”Daniel wasn't joking this time, his voice sounded cold.Raine shakingly brought out the phone from where he hid it and placed it in Daniel's hand.“I swear Daniel, I didn't mean to”Daniel opened his phone and saw the call logs.“You picked my call?”It was the rule they both made, none were allowed to go through each others phone or picked each others calls for that matter. It would be counted as a breach of contract.“Dan, it was ringing and you were sleeping, I..I ju…”“Shut up” Daniel snapped, he sounded angry.His eyes already red with fury.Raine flinc

Raine woke slowly, warmth wrapped around him like a cocoon. Sunlight filtered through the half closed curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the rumpled sheets. For a moment, everything felt perfect. Safe. He stretched lazily, expecting the usual empty side of the bed, the familiar ache of another cold departure.But the bed wasn’t empty. The sheets beside him still held the imprint of Daniel’s body, and the faint scent of his cologne lingered on the pillow. Raine’s eyes snapped open fully. Daniel had stayed. Again. Two nights in a row now. His heart did a stupid little flip before he could stop it.He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips despite everything. Maybe last night had changed something. Maybe Daniel really meant that apology. He glanced around the room and found him sitting in the armchair by the window, fully dressed in last night’s clothes, staring out at the city skyline with a distant look in his eyes.“Morning,” Raine said sof

Morning light crept through the curtains, pale and unforgiving. Raine blinked awake slowly, his body heavy like it had been filled with wet sand overnight. His eyes felt gritty, his throat raw from all the crying. For a second, he forgot. Then it all rushed back, Daniel’s distant face on the TV, the ring on Betty’s finger, the way his own legs had given out.He turned his head. Cole was still there, sprawled in the armchair he’d dragged next to the bed, one leg dangling over the side. His best friend looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes, but he was awake, scrolling through his phone with the volume off.Raine didn’t say anything. He just stared at the ceiling, tracing the familiar crack that ran across it like a lightning bolt. Words felt too heavy to push out. What was there to say anyway?“Morning, Rai,” Cole said gently, setting his phone down. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “You hungry? I can make eggs. Or that shitty instant ramen you pretend to like.”Raine did

Cole pulled up to the apartment building the next afternoon, bone tired from the long drive and the night spent helping his grandma. His mind had been on Raine the whole way back, worrying about how quiet he’d been, how broken. He grabbed the bag of fresh fruit his mom had packed and headed upstairs, already planning to force Raine to eat something real this time. The door was unlocked. That was the first wrong thing. Cole’s stomach tightened as he pushed it open. “Rai? You here, man?” The living room looked like a storm had blown through. Drawers yanked open. Cushions tossed on the floor. The lamp he’d helped pick up after Raine’s meltdown the other night was on its side again. Cole’s heart started pounding as he moved through the apartment, calling out louder. “Raine? This isn’t funny!” The bedroom was worse. Bed unmade, clothes half pulled from the closet like someone had been packing in a hurry or searching for something. But Raine’s stuff was all still there. His phone charg