I am am idiot.“That's left for me to decide.” He's still looking at me with dark eyes. He seems to see right through my mind. All the things I should say, but won't say, he seems to have read them all in my mind and his expression grows darker with each passing second. “Go back to your quarters.”“
REAGAN'S POV.Earlier today, she was crying at the field after she returned from training, but she wouldn't tell me what the problem was when I asked. A few hours later, I walk into Ronald's office and meet her crying on her knees while being accused of a crime I am very much aware she did not commi
ASHANTI'S POV.“Tessa, you know if it were up to me, I'd rather go for training without having breakfast. It's too early to start this morning on a bad foot with anyone and also, the thought of those girls glaring at or bullying me give me ibby-gibbies.” I complain to Tessa who stops walking and tur
“What?” That's all I manage. The woman nods.“Yes. I don't know how you did it, but you've gotten lucky. After breakfast, meet me in the training room. You need to learn how to serve him specially tonight.” I want to scream until my lungs collapse.“That said, see you soon.” She walks away, leaving
ASHANTI'S POV.The entire Harem is buzzing with my name. Everywhere I go, I meet a bunch of girls whispering to themselves and shooting me shocked and hateful glares. It makes me feel very uncomfortable and proud because for the first time ever, they envy me. They want what I have. As I walk into t
KYLE'S POV.“Delta Kyle, your sister is in the living room. She says she needs to talk to you and it's urgent.” One of my servants announces and I groan in frustration because I know my sister is only here to complain about something. I'm terribly tired right now because I just returned from trainin
ASHANTI'S POV.“Ashanti.” A voice calls the moment I step out of the building, startling me out of my skin. With a pounding heart, I turn in the direction to see who called and surprise fills my eyes when I see Delta Kyle's car parked a few meters away from me, with him standing by the driver's seat
“What in the holy pineapples is going on.” I whisper to myself as I walk closer to the set table. I've hardly had anything to eat all day. The aroma from the food makes my intestines grumble. Everything looks so delicious and I should dig in right now, but I can't. Because nervousness has snatched m