All Chapters of THE ROYALLY SCREWED QUEEN: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The king stood up to his height and I followed to stand as both men walked towards us, carrying heavy royal robes which were black in colour, the edges trimmed with black and white fur. They were stunning and as mine was thrown over my shoulders, I thought I would collapse. I would have if I had worn the heels.The royal robe was so heavy, just bringing me down but I held up. My smile grew wider. I was a queen. I was a queen. I was a fucking queen!The crown spoke it out, the scepter just rubbing it on everyone’s face and the robe making me feel glorious. I felt untouchable, I felt invincible. If I was stubborn as hell before and a force to be wrecked with, I was worse from that point.I was tempted to swing the royal scepter around, kick some ass with it, that would have been so much fun but I held myself back.The king stepped forward and I did the same.“ What is your name?” A voice suddenly came in my head, nearly having me drop everything and freak the fuck out. What the hell?

“ We need to talk.” The king said as I turned around, asking him if he was being serious with my eyes.My head was pounding so bad.I had picked to recruit vampires all night long, screamed on top of my lungs for them to form lines, smacked some asses who tried to snap my head and spat on me. I had watched training, screaming instructions because they were all suddenly deaf and did not want to listen. I was tired and done for the night.There was no talking that was going to take place. I was going to bed.That was what I wanted to tell him but I was so wiped I just gave him the ugliest eye I could summon, throwing it at him and turning back around to walk further in the room.The bed sheets were changed, all the things belonging to the previous king cleared with the room looking as good as new but I could care less.I was already tearing the clothes from my body. The crown was thrown on the bed, the royal scepter following after. The royal robe was thrown on the floor as soon as I st

We hopped in the shower together. It was my time to wash his body. I curved it with his wash towel, leaving a trail of foam all over. I could not stop, fascinated with the foam on his skin. With each wipe new shapes formed so he took the wash cloth from me and decided to do it himself as I sulked so hard but he never gave in.He took a large towel as I was wiping away my face and just wiped my whole body for me. I froze, letting him have his way with me until I was fully dry before moving to dry his own skin. I stepped out of the shower, walking out of the bathroom with him still brushing his teeth. My arms stretched to all directions, yawning. My neck snapped left and right because it was just so stiff.I walked in to the closet, clothes lining all the shelves. The late king’s stench gone with it smelling like something sweet and I could not help but smile as my eyes fell on the culprit which was a pink scent bottle. My feet moved even deeper in. Forget about oiling my skin and combi

I tossed and turned, feeling the distress fall on my body as the darkness swallowed me whole, and, on the other side of it were my demons. I was hanging again.The panic hit hard because I thought I had escaped but I had been dreaming.My body swung back and forth, so much pain and fear coursing through me as the darkness crawled to the lowest corner of the room and the highest of the ceiling. The tears fell down one after another, my heart shuttering, no Dante, nothing, having imagined it all. I heaved, the door opening with Brandon walking in.My eyes suddenly fell on my body and I was naked.His face was disfigured, him bleeding, eyes having rolled out. I screamed so hard, fighting with everything in me to get away from him but I could not. The ropes dug in my skin as he got closer and closer. I thought I would faint with how hard I was screaming but it all suddenly slipped away. I felt my body moved, my heart calming down with a cloudy darkness swallowing me whole to peaceful s

My hands gripped on my t-shirt, pulling it off. My jeans were slipped off, fighting with them for some time until they eased from my body with much difficulty. A breath was let out, they were really squeezing my hips real hard. I sighed, feeling free at last.I walked out of the closet, closing the door after. I walked naked and barefooted. Who would I be hiding my body from? The door to the bathroom was opened, walking in, my eyes to the shower with the glass misty as steam rose from the shower.I walked to the sinks where I brushed my teeth. I turned, walking towards the water.Why take a bath when I could join him in there? I missed his touch, craved seeing those abs. After such a long day, he needed some rewards and I was all about giving.The door was opened with me stepping in.I closed it after me, my eyes taking his body up and down. He was washing his body and I could see the exhaustion even with him standing tall and firm. The king was a fighter, strong. I was there, yet