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A Hunt For His Queen Glimpses of the past
Slowly we approached the small round table decorated with a vase of tulips, covered dishes with lids and a bottle of champagne. And what surprised me was, there was a small bowl of almond cookies with sprinkled melted chocolate. He never forgets the cookies, does he? He knows how to melt my heart. My mouth twitched with a smile but I covered it with a glare. No matter what he did, I couldn't forget how he made me worry the whole day. And he had the guts to make me have a date with him by tricking me! When he pulled a chair, I thought it was for me. But to my surprise, he sat on it instead before pulling me on his lap. "Hey! What are you doing?" Nuzzling my neck, he groaned. A kiss on my sensitive skin behind my ear sent a shiver down my body. "Loving my queen. I haven't held you in my arms for the whole day. Do you know how torturous it was for me?" My eyes narrowed. "What about this morning?" "That was hours ago." When the pervert nuzzled his face in my chest, I gasped. Blo
A Hunt For His Queen Enrique De Sylvano?
He hesitated, but he cut the call, glancing up at me. Seeing my furious gaze, his brows creased. "Now what made my queen mad again?"As I opened my mouth to snap, his phone rang again. My blood started to boil in my veins. The image of their locked lips flashed across my head. He cut the call again. "It must be something important. And your hesitancy says you are eager to talk to your childhood sweetheart. Why cut the calls then? Go on, and talk to her." My tone came out bitter.His gaze snapped to me. "Childhood sweetheart? What are you talking about? And I'm hesitating because her father is not well. But I can talk to her later. I'm not letting anyone interrupt our date tonight.""I'm talking about the truth. I saw your photo on her lock screen. A photo where you were kissing her." My jaw clenched. "So no need to hide anything from me."His shoulders tensed. A shadow passed across his suddenly hard features. "It's not what you think it is." Voice dark. Why wasn't he admitting i
A Hunt For His Queen Leaving him?
Walking down the office corridor, I met Chad on the way. "You're late. They've already left," he said, giving me a look. "But anyways, the good news still stands.""Sorry, I had to go back to my apartment after the hospital." My neighbor had called me early in the morning to inform me about an anonymous woman visiting my floor last night and asking around about me when she didn't find me at home. She again showed up this morning and lingered outside my apartment for some time. But before I could reach there, she left. Odd. I wonder who she was?"Oh, how is Em and the baby? I couldn't go and see her yet due to my busy schedule," he asked. "They're perfectly fine. She can't stop swooning over her son." I chuckled. They named their son Archer. Archer Valencian. A very serious and moody baby who glared at everyone around him with those round gray eyes. "Anyways, what's the good news? And why did the manager of Glamour House want to see me?" I raised a brow. His features brightened
A Hunt For His Queen Goodbye, Mr. De Sylvano
My stance tensed as I stared at the fading figure. The woman I haven't seen for more than six years. A woman who unfortunately gave birth to me. And made my life a living hell. My fists clenched as my heart rate increased, with the rage humming through my veins. My skin burned at her mere sight. 'Pathetic!' 'You're good for nothing! Bad luck follows wherever you go!' 'I curse the day you were born! You're a fucking burden and nothing else!' Words echoed in my mind like a broken recorder, cutting me like sharp pieces of glass. A past, a woman I never wanted to face till my last breath. What the hell was she doing here? In Syl's office? My hands shook at my sides. You better didn't do anything this time, Syl. Something that will ruin everything that's left. Clutching my purse tight in my hand, I stormed inside his office. With his back facing me, he was leaning forward with his hands set on the desk. His shoulders tensed as soon as I entered. But he stayed quiet. Nor di
A Hunt For His Queen Heartbroken
The thunder cracked outside in the stormy night as I hid under the wooden old staircase. Soaked in my own sweat, with my heart pounding in my chest, I kept my hand over my mouth not to make a sound. Just a dimmed light in the small living room provided some light in the dark house. The creak of the staircase made my heart jolt. "I know you're here, beautiful. Come on, don't hide from uncle Mathew. Your mommy is not here, you don't need to be afraid."A drop of perspiration rolled down my nape as tears fell from my eyes. Another thunder cracked, causing me to flinch back against the wall. A silent cry escaped my mouth. This was the first time I prayed with all my being for Theresa to come back home. As bad as she was, at least this man wouldn't be able to touch me in her presence. "Come on, beautiful. My little flower, come out. Uncle Mathew won't hurt you, I promise. Now stop this hide and seek game," he drawled. I could see his shadow moving into the living room. Hugging my legs
A Hunt For His Queen The king of the city
I froze, my hold tightened on Mrs. Harrison's hand. The air around us changed. Every pair of eyes set over my shoulder. But I didn't dare to turn around. While my heart pounded, several gasps of recognition echoed around the place. Women stared and men were shocked seeing the so-called king of the city before them. After a couple of powerful footsteps reached my ears, intoxicating masculine crisp cologne tingled my nostrils. I could feel his heat right behind me as I took a shaky breath. My heart raced. What was he doing here? "Not only her. We, have some words of gratitude for him." Deep voice spoke from behind me. We?As stupid as it was, my waist tingled at the thought that anytime his hands could land there and squeeze. As he always did. But that didn't happen. Not to forget the urge I had to walk away and not face him after I revealed my secret before him. A sense of shame and insecurity worked through me, the feeling I had hated to feel even to myself in my whole life. M
A Hunt For His Queen No one touches my Sandra
Pushing the door open, I walked down the dark corridor. Ron, Oliver and others ran behind me. "Did you find Robert yet?" After a moment, Ron replied, "Not yet. He was last seen in the outskirts of LA." My fist curled. "You have two days, Ron. Either present him to me alive, or you be ready to die in my hands." Silence. He was using his link ups with some powerful entities here and there to hide from me. Being an ex-mayor of the city was saving his life. But not for long. Once we reached the old door made of iron, at my tilt of head, Ron rushed to open the lock. As he pushed the door open, my jaw clenched, nails dug in my palms. With a bloodthirst raging inside me, I loosened my collar. My blood flamed with fire. Walking inside, my eyes fell on the bastard tied into a wooden chair in the center of the shadowed room. But the blood soaking his shirt and head, his fresh bruises didn't hide from my eyes. A volcano of rage slithered to my head, my hands itched to tear him from l
A Hunt For His Queen The rumor of his marriage?
As soon as I stepped out of the car, flashes of cameras blinded my vision. Questions were thrown in my way. But some guards were quick to shield me from the hungry paparazzi. Ron's men. Yes, they were still on my tail all the time. "Ms. Brooks, there is a rumor that you're dating Mr. De Sylvano. Is that true?" "What's your upcoming project? Are you going to work with any other company other than Rossa?"Avoiding the arrows of the media, I hurried inside the venue, where the lavish party was held. I had no idea how they got to know about me and Syl. Once inside, I took a deep breath. My grip on my purse tightened. He will be here tonight. The mere thought of seeing him increased my heart rate. But I had to meet him, to get the answers. Why he attended the funeral and said those things before the world and then left without saying a word. One last conversation. A conversation that can either bring us together or ruin everything to ashes. Walking through the entrance of the grand
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