Chapter 8: Destiny

DESTINY

ROYAL POV

My knuckles turned paper white with a tight grip against the steering wheel as I eased a calming breath inside my lungs. One of these days, I was going to lose it. And I mean my career.

“Well, let’s just see how long they will survive after this. Luke is the beginning of their end.” I muttered into the earpiece, causing Troy to sigh.

“We were going to make millions with that band.” He said defeated, and I hated how demotivated he was with the whole incident. I didn't blame though. Not even one bit. The Trods were promising young lads and we worked so hard to make them who they are. Had they stuck to our side, they would have been the next BTS. But they deemed us so low for them. And it was not the first time. Artists did bail at times, the breach of the contract was not unheard of, and at the end of the day, everyone who thought they could beat me lived to regret it for the rest of their lives.

“It’s not like they are the only bands we signed up. We could focus more