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Chapter- [ 38 ]

Anna Harris

Ten minutes, thirty two seconds later, I've been summoned back in the court of king Nathaniel Storm like a war prisoner but the king has sympathy for his captive, note the sarcasm.

I wasn't done crying and cursing my fate for breaking the hell upon me when he sent one of his guards to inform me that my ten minutes are almost over and I need to head back in his office so he can finish the unfinished talk between us.

Right now, I am sitting like a rock statue, my eyes glue on the beautiful painting by Vincent Van Gough behind him, it must have cost him a fortune as it looks original. Hunter is also motionless like he already surrendered his weapons.

The man clears his throat to gain both of our attention, looking pissed off by our defiance and gesture of disrespect. I can't kneel and kiss his feet if this is his form of respect needs me to do these gestures.

"Anna, Hunter, now I need to speak to both of you." He says and slide a shiny black folder in front of us with a symb
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Black Rose
your father's both are monsters. so Anna, choose wisely
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Marena John Lambrou
He’s dad is a MONSTER! Got that too!
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