110- The Mistresses Ultimatum

Anthony’s POV

The noise of drills and chisels roared in the castle foyer as I stormed toward the high-rise apartment building of the redhead’s chambers.

I tried to put the disastrous thoughts of the elders forcing me to mate with Carla the way they had forced my father to mate with my mother and bike rose in my throat.

“Please goddess,” I prayed, hoping I was not too late as I rounded the gold stair banister that looked over the hallway to Carla’s chambers.

The huge gold double doors bowed away easily as I launched my foot into the wood…HARD, ignoring the uniformed guards at the doorpost who scrambled away hurriedly.

The room had been plunged into darkness, with only a faint yellow light from the overhead candelabra illuminating the sultry seductress who had been sitting with her legs crossed on the bed…almosy as if she had been waiting for me.

What the fuck?

“At last, I was wondering when you were going to show up.” She murmured in a sultry voice that instantly sparked my rage when I