King Of The Throne Of DespairThe moment I woke up to a bright, clear day, I knew something unusual was in store.I stretched out, reaching for cuddles, which was strange because I was never the cuddling type, especially after sex. But last night was different."Princess,” I mumbled, sitting up. The other side of the bed was cold and empty.She must have left early. Too bad.I sighed and went through my morning routine, still trying to figure out what made her different. Why couldn’t I stop thinking about her?"Find me everything you can on Gold Ambrose," I told my assistant as he entered with reports.He blinked, confused. “Uhn?”I narrowed my eyes. “I want to know everything.”He nodded and turned to leave, but my phone rang. The number was unfamiliar, but Truecaller displayed the name: Gold Ambrose.A jolt of excitement hit me, like a damn teenager after his first time. I cleared my throat, trying to act calm as I answered, ignoring the curious glance from my assistant.“Gold, calm
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