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A Hunt For His Queen One last chance
My fists clenched as I stared at the picture. A picture they must have taken in their late teenage years. The adoration those blue eyes held as he held her in his arms felt like a stab in my heart. A rage ran through my blood. Rage and…jealousy. I was right. They had something between them. Maybe even…loved each other. And he didn't feel the need to tell me about it. All he said was they were good friends. Noticing my gaze, Roxanne quickly picked her phone. The way she averted her eyes and hurried inside the elevator told me her discomfort about me knowing their secret. Now her puppy eyes towards him made all sense.A burn in my chest made me grit my teeth. It was all in their past. Then why did it bother me that much? Maybe because she still had feelings for Syl? Or because the adoration I saw in his eyes for her back in the church row a seed of insecurity inside me? An emotion I shouldn't feel. Even if they weren't together anymore, some sparks were still there. Once I would lea
A Hunt For His Queen Kidnapped by him
My heart skipped. "Where is he? Is he all right?"Questions came out of my mouth one by one, eager to know if he was out of every harm. That ballistic man! How dare he disappear like that without taking his guards with him!Oliver remained quiet, his eyes flickering around. My heart beat slowed down, as if something was squeezing my chest. "Answer me!""Miss. Brooks!" Ron's voice made me turn to my right as he jogged towards me. And before I could snap at him for leaving his boss alone, he opened his mouth. "I got his location. I can take you there if you want.""Is he alright?" I asked again in desperation. "We will only know after reaching there."***Once the car stopped before an enormous silver gate, I got out. Two guards stood on both sides of the gate. "Let's go inside, Ron," I said, ready to go inside and find the spoiled prince. You better be in one piece!When I got no answers from Ron, I turned to him. He stood still beside the car with a look of discomfort. At my rai
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
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