Mr Queen: The Secret Novels & Stories

RODWARTEM Outside of the Queen’s room, I stood, restless. I was sure that the show inside the secret room of the Queen had already started. I crossed my fingers, with great hope in my heart that the young couple I found and hired to be the Queen’s sex players for today would be good enough to satisfy the Queen. Satisfaction of the Queen means she should feel aroused and could come while watching the sex show. Without such Queen’s satisfaction, it would be my dead end. I do not know how I could be able to come near the Queen of Ivory Mask again. If I could not even come near the Queen, then it means a failure to fulfill my mission.

Mr King said. " I'm going to marry you soon. So I have the right to know. Last time was the surgery fee,this time is debt. Are you thick-skinned or just shameless?" She asked me. I look down. " Take this woman out of here. " She turned to a young looking guy beside Mr King. " Immediately!" She orders. " Mr King! Mr King! Please!" I yell, while being dragged away. I got pushed out finally.

Tears rolled down silently, her breath hitching in her throat. A loud kicking sound came, making her flinch in terror. Her eyes widened, her lungs forgot to breathe, her hands trembled. “Miss Queen, I know you are inside. Open the door,” a female mocking voice came, making ice settle in her veins. As if they knew what she had done, and it was her last moment, once again the voice came. “Didn’t you think it’s enough of talking secretly?” the female outside hissed in pure joy. “Your little secret now everyone knows.”

There was an underlying message. "What do you mean?" he asked. I looked. "You know a couple of secrets?" I stared and got lost in my mind for a moment. Did I know secrets? Hell yeah I did. I knew who Amy and Mya's mother was. I knew the truth about baby Aaron's paternity test. And I knew about Chad and Amy's secret romance. So yeah...I knew some secrets. I looked over at Justin. "Did you know who Chad's first girlfriend was?" He looked at me for a moment, and then looked away.

Clarissa replied harshly. "What secret are you referring to?" I asked, curious. She grinned. "I'm talking about your precious son, Leo." "How did you find out about Leo, you evil wolf?" Clarissa burst into a very hurtful and mocking laughter. "You think you can hide that forever?" she said. "Some of us are smarter than you know. I will make sure I reveal your secrets and bring you down." "You cannot do that." "You dare me?" she snapped. "But before I go ahead, I'm going to have fun with your precious son."

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

Jacob. There was a calm look of something in her expression…fear? Anxiety? I couldn’t be sure, but it made my heart race. What’s going on? What is Mr Jacob about to say? I was told this man is a bad man. The air in the room felt charged, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the next move in this intricate game of secrets and lies. And I, caught in the middle of it all, could only sit there and watch as the pieces began to shift.

he said pointing at a chair. " Thanks" she smiled before taking a seat and he sat opposite to her. "I am Janiece by name, I am Mr. Kings' secretary. I will start the presentation now" she said before turning on the projector. He kept stealing glances at her as his secretary did the presentation, he quickly search for her net worth and he choked on nothing. Her net worth was enough to buy his company. She is freaking rich. He stared at her again and could not believe he f*cked her.

"Adam, don't marry her. I found the rings. I told you once I'd save up and replace them with the most expensive pair I could find. I wasn't lying!" She fumbled in another pocket and lifted a velvet box. "See? I wasn't lying!" She looked at me with the eyes of somebody who needed an answer. I did not even look at the box. I took the original rings out of her hand and tossed them. They rolled into a planter at the side of the lobby. She let out a sound. "No!" I almost laughed. "Ms. Lake, are you still trying to fool me? Are you not done with the playing-poor act yet?"

"Then what?" Victor leaned into my face, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It's about Becky." My heart stopped. "What do you mean?" I whispered. He grinned. "Like your mother said… Becky isn't just Becky." And then it struck me. Becky wasn't just a pawn. She was the queen. And I'd been blind the entire time. The Realization My heart was pounding. "What have you done to her?" Victor raised his glass of champagne, smiling. "Nothing… yet."