“I suggest you give in to her request.” “You've got to be kidding me!” “I'm not.” He takes two steps closer. “It's obvious that she's back to take her place in your life. She knows she is still your mate and you are obliged to treat her as one since you already accepted her before. She doesn't car
REAGAN'S POV. “No!” Selena exclaims in total disbelief as she steps out of the car in the castle premises. Kyle and Ronald bullied me into accepting her request to let her move into the castle. “No!” She exclaims yet again, looking around the premises and the building in awe. “Why do you keep sayi
ASHANTI’S POV. “Ryan.” I call drowsily as I step into the kitchen. He looks up from his phone screen and the scowl on his face fades when he sees me. “You’re awake.” His low voice acknowledges. I scoff. “I wish that was the case.” My voice is a raspy mess. I drag myself towards the kitchen islan
ASHANTI'S POV. “Thank you.” I mutter to the guard who just opened my car door as I step out of the car. A small sigh escapes my chest as I watch the towering building in front of me. Today is another competition and I'm here with my team to compete like the rest of the designers around here. The co
ASHANTI'S POV. “No.” I let out a silent scream as I rush past Ryan, heading for my team's work area with my heart pounding hard in my chest. My world comes crashing down when I arrive and see the state of the machines and the rest of the equipment. They are indeed dismantled like Ryan just reported
SELENA'S POV. “I said I don't like any of the outfits you've presented to me! Get me another one!” My voice rises with each word and I'm shouting by the end of the sentence. The servants standing before me shriek in horror and exchanged terrified looks. It's been over thirty minutes now and they'v
ASHANTI'S POV. “Congratulations to all who made it in the top three of today's round of the competition. We meet next week for the next round.” Mr. Morgan announces and a there's round of applause from his audience below. Myself and the members of my crew are clapping as well but with angry espress
ASHANTI'S POV. My heart still feels hollow because of what I experienced during the day, but my stomach is pretty full because Alpha Reagan made sure to feed me beyond my limit. I can't even breathe properly right now. “Are you still mad at me for making you finish your portion of food?” His smoot