Empress Ki Dramafever Novels & Stories

“Gather every man we have, drag those bastards to the old field. I want their heads severed and mounted on the streets like flags. They think they’ve gotten brave, they think I have gone soft. Let me remind them who rules this city. Let me remind them what happens when you dares to touch what’s mine.” I ended the call with a tight grip, my knuckles pale from the pressure. I had built this empire on blood, fear, and loyalty and it seemed some fools had forgotten. They’d learn again tonight. Turning from the window, I barked another order into the intercom. “No one is to go near my wife, Not her family, not my family, not even the fucking maids unless cleared by Oliver himself. I don’t care wh

My heart twisted so painfully that I could barely breathe. All I could do was reach out and hold Mother's ice-cold fingers as tightly as my small hands could manage. A flash of embarrassment crossed Cedric's face, but it was quickly swallowed by anger. "So what? Would you have me give up the woman I truly love for the sake of some arranged marriage? Even the Emperor himself defied every advisor in his court to keep his heart devoted solely to the Empress. How is it wrong for me to do the same?

I explain, knowing it would be difficult for Sophia not to recognize the name. She looks dumb-struck as her straw drops out of her gaping mouth. I’m about to ask her if she’s okay when she starts to stutter. “Seymore Lewis of THE Lewis empire? Tall, dreamy, muscles over every part of his body, Seymore Lewis?” she manages to spit out. “Yup, the very same,” Ellie says with a nudge back at me. “And he’s dating you?” Sophia adds, still looking shocked beyond belief. “I mean, if you put it that way, it sounds bad,” I reply, sucking away at my drink to avoid talking.

CHAPTER EIGTH Zhane I was busy doing my paper works when I heard a knock, the door opens but I didn’t pay attention on who it is. “Master, madam has woken up from her coma” Keith informed, as long as I heard his words talking about my empress, I stand up immediately “Prepare the car” I ordered him as I fixed my things and take long strides toward the door. Finally my angel is awake I cannot contain the happiness building up on my system.

"You made this mess, so you clean it up. Weren't you so capable? Didn't you want me to stop managing you? You got yourself pregnant, and you still have the nerve to ask me? Shaw Group doesn't depend on just your company." With that, the car door slammed shut. Wendy was completely stunned. Asher's laptop had completely crashed and wouldn't restart. I'd seen enough of this show and was about to leave when she grabbed my arm. She looked anxious and spoke humbly, "Julian, I was wrong. I was a fool, and I shouldn't have treated you that way. Please help me save the company's lost database."

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.

Does he have any lover but didn’t get to become Empress due to her low status or just because he couldn’t get himself to touch her since she was the daughter of a person who planned treason? But an Emperor, having a secret affair outside the Palace, how interesting. She curved up her lips and decided to dig up what he was hiding. Or maybe not? “Your Majesty, here’s your food!” Thea who almost shouted, said to her and offered her the table with her clean plate on it. “Thank you, Thea.” She grinned at Thea. “It’s my pleasure, Your Majesty.” Thea nodded to herself feeling that she got closer to the Empress.

Maybe I just needed someone to hold me. “Don’t touch me, Maya,” he said, pushing me back. I blinked at him, dazed. “Bryan… I love you. I really love you.” “What is wrong with you?” he asked sharply. The woman stood up, crossing her arms. She looked at me like I was trash. “This your so called wife just drink my wige ,” the woman said with a smirk. “It was meant for me and you tonight. It had… something extra in it.” She laughed. “Looks like your wife is more desperate than I thought.”

My hand tightens around the glass as I feel a gun press discreetly against my side, hidden from the room. “If you don’t care about Kael,” he whispers, “I can kill you instead.” He looks at me. “Or you can play nice.” The words settle like poison. I can feel the anger rising, swallowing everything else. “I don’t care about anything,” I hiss. “I’d rather die than marry you.” “Really?” he says, one brow raised. “You’d die without killing me first?” I scoff. “Smart choice, princess,” he murmurs. “Just remember that you act in love when we’re in public.”

She smiles, proud and confident, and I feel the weight of the role I’m about to play. “You’ll be fine,” she says firmly, as if daring anyone to disagree. “Dante can be difficult, but he’s a good man once you understand him.” I swallow, letting the words settle. Good man, she says. It doesn’t feel like it. A good man doesn’t make my pulse race, doesn’t make me remember the sharp edge in his voice when we met. I glance at the mirrors again. A stranger stares back. I see someone who's about to marry a man who doesn't want her. And the strange part is that I don't want him either.