All Chapters of HIS UNTAMED QUEEN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The city looked smaller from above.Rain dragged silver lines down the glass walls of a private office, blurring the towers, traffic, and neon-lit streets into something distant and obedient.Far below, people moved through the storm with their collars turned up and their heads bowed, unaware that half their laws, fears, and secrets eventually found their way to the man watching from the top floor.He stood near the window with one hand in his pocket and the other curled around a glass he hadn’t touched.He was tall, broad-shouldered, and still in the way predators were still before violence.His charcoal suit fit with brutal precision, black hair swept back from a face built from sharp angles and colder judgment, and his silver-gray eyes reflected the city without softening for it.Behind him, the office remained dark.No music, no warmth, no unnecessary comfort.Only dark furniture and a single fireplace burning low enough to look decorative until one noticed the lingering bitter sc

By sunrise, Rory Moonridge felt like someone had shoved her under a truck, reversed over her, then left a polite note asking her to attend a formal execution disguised as politics.The note, unfortunately, was real.It sat on her kitchen counter where she’d thrown it earlier and tried to ignore through sheer force of personality.Rory stood in front of it drinking coffee strong enough to qualify as a medical event.Her ribs had healed badly overnight.The fractures had started knitting, but the suppressants slowed everything, leaving her side tender and tight beneath the black silk blouse she’d chosen because it hid bruises and made her look expensive enough to ruin someone’s morning.The mirror in the hallway had been less generous.Split lip. Swollen cheekbone. Faint bruising at the throat where the idiot from the cage had squeezed too hard. Her left eye had calmed from catastrophic to merely suspicious, which was fine.The Council liked fragile women. Rory enjoyed disappointing the