DAMIEN’S POV:I will never understand that woman.She is so defiant, and I hate how it annoys me and turns me on at the same time. But this time it was just plain rude and uncalled for. Why was she always making things hard? She was one of the most confusing people I have ever encountered. She would act like she hated me, then we would have one of the best moments of our lives, and then she would go back to hating me again.Who the hell does that?As I stormed through the halls, I felt the small box jingle in my pants, and I took it out. I feel something in my chest when I open the box to reveal the thin gold necklace I had gotten her.When my father pulled us apart, he took me into town to talk to some of the residents and showed me some infrastructure that I was to oversee. I passed a jewellery shop and saw the necklace. She was the first thing that came to mind when I saw it. and I thought it would look good on her. But, as she said, she was not interested.My teeth clench, and I
DAMIEN’S POV: I hated sulking. But I could not help it; this ache in my chest would not leave, and Kiara was seriously not helping matters. She clung to my arm as we made our way back into the palace."Oh my God, that was so much fun! You were all talking but had nothing to show for it! I mean, yeah, you were pretty good, but I told you I was better." She boasted as we climbed up the stairs. I just wished she would shut up, or better yet, leave me alone. When she sees that I do not attempt to comment, she pauses to look at my face. I hated the way she pouted her lips, and I did not know what gave her the audacity to pinch my cheek."Oh, do not be so down. You know there is no way you would do laundry, but you know…" She trailed her finger down to my chin before stopping at my chest. "It is our night together; maybe we can have some more fun."I let her words register in my head. Now that I think about it, I have not been able to sleep with any of these girls except Maya. Whenever
ROSALINE'S POV: I could get used to this, waking up every morning to this sight. It just seemed so natural to gaze upon Damien's sleeping face first thing in the morning. We weren't naked like last time; our clothes were still on and our bodies were entangled.Our position was intimate yet innocent; last night we went to sleep without lust in our eyes but with pure need. The need to be in each other's arms and each other's presenceI could stay here forever if I was being honest; nothing could ever compare to this feeling. Yesterday was the absolute worst. After Damien left and I watched Kiara go after him, I felt this odd sense of fear.Of What? I did not know.It was clear as day that she was the one who put the bleach in my shampoo, yet I took out my anger on Damien. I was just hurt that he still did not remember me; I hadn't even aged at all. There is not much difference between me now and all those years ago, so why doesn't he remember me? He doesn't even think I look familiar
ROSALINE'S POV: Damien's arms held me tightly as he swam both of us around the water with ease. His smile was cheeky as his dark hair plastered to his face, covering the majority of his face.His words registered in my head, and I shot a glare at him. "Like hell, I would ever go swimming with you." He raised one of his eyebrows slowly before shrugging nonchalantly. "Suit yourself."His arms disappeared from my waist, and my head was submerged in the water, sending a dreadful panic through my heart. My hands shot out and I grabbed him by the shirt, and he pulled me up. His laughter mixed with my pants were the only things I could hear as my head was brought to the surface."Please just get me out of this thing!" I screamed, which only made him laugh more."How can a grown woman like you not know how to swim?" "I never learned, okay? Now can we please have this conversation out of the water?" I asked him, but he didn't seem to dig the idea.He began to pull away from me, but a shriek
ROSALINE'S POV: My balled fists hit his back as the poor servant's chokes filled my ears. I feel my eyes sting as all my attempts to get Damien to release him were futile; if anything, it only angered him more and caused him to tighten his grip around the servant's throat."Stop it! You are going to kill him!" I screamed as my fists hit his back harder. It appeared that I was doing more damage to myself than to him if I were being honest. My hands were starting to ache a whole lot and turn a bright shade of red, while he did not look like he was noticing any of my attacks or pleas.I saw the kind man turn an unholy shade of purple, and my panic skyrocketed."Let go of him now, Damien!" And he did.But the second the servant's feet touched the floor, his face was connected with a mighty fist. The crunching of bones filled the air, sending a sick feeling through my body.A scream left my lips as the man fell almost lifelessly on the floor, but Damien did not appear to have any form
KIARA'S POV: That stupid bitch!My teeth clenched together as their moans and grunts filled my ears. That should be me in there, not her. Why did it always have to be her?No one has ever made me feel such rage before in my entire life. Every time I make plans with Damien, she steps in and ruins everything. I don't know why he likes her so much. She is a saint in his eyes!Always protecting her and taking her side.I hate it.I hate everything.Damien is mine!And no lowlife bitch was going to take him from me! Ever since I was little, I always got what I wanted. It was what I was born and trained to do. You can either earn what you want or take it by force.But at the same time, I need to remember what exactly I was here for. I cannot fail this mission.I tear my ears away from Damien's door and march back to my bedroom. Once I stepped in, my eyes fell on exactly who I was looking for.She sat with her legs crossed on the bed as she played cards with her friends. God, I hate her to
ROSALINE'S POV: Tingles go up my body as Damien's lips assault my skin. I felt a whirlwind of emotions as his hands snaked the back of my thighs before lifting me. He took me to the bed, our lips sealed and our moans heavy.He laid me on the bed before pressing his hardened member to my thigh, resulting in a moan to leave my lips."You look even better in this than I expected," he rasped against my lips, his fingers fiddling with the sparkling jewel on my neck. His words bring a lot of heat to my cheeks, but I need to stay focused; I cannot get distracted now."Wait, Damien, I didn't take this from you-" I started, but he cut me off."Who cares? As long as it gets to its rightful owner, then nothing else matters," he said before continuing to suck on my neck and unbutton my jeans."Aren't you at least worried about how it got to my bag? That means someone was in your room and went through your things; what if something else is missing?"He stopped.He did not look at me like he had j
ROSALINE'S POV:I am a big girl; I can take care of myself.That was the lie that kept replaying in my head on repeat. I knew in my heart and soul that I did not and could not believe that.Who am I kidding? How am I going to take care of myself in a palace filled with people who want me dead? "Can't I come with you?" These were the words that left my lips before my brain even got the chance to process them. What was I thinking? I couldn't go with him. Plus, that made me sound so damn needy, even though I did need him. What if there is another attempt on my life? Who would save me then? I can't fight off all of them.I never knew just how much I needed Damien until now.Damien paced the room with his hands entangled in his hair."You can't; it's not a place for women. But trust me, no one is going to touch a single hair on your head. Unless they have a death wish, of course," he assured me, but that didn't take my fears and worries away."And what if they do?" I whispered, and silen