At the royal banquet, (william chris) he stood there, looking at his sister with a mocking gaze that made her body tremble. He enjoyed knowing how much he affected her, and now the moment for his plan had come.
Boom... His sister ( Ava) fainted due to poison in her juice. He had been the one who poisoned her, but as the crown prince, he wouldn't be held accountable. The one who would pay the price was her wretched fiancé.
The princess woke up three days after she fainted, and she gasped when she found a paper and read it. The news was about the execution of her fiancé and his family. She quickly jumped out of bed and began walking through the palace corridors like a madwoman.
Her brother came up from behind, grabbed her neck with his hand, and whispered in her ear, "Don't you think, princess, that your nightgown is not appropriate for walking through the palace corridors?" Her brother came up from behind, grabbed her neck with his hand, and whispered in her ear, "Don't you think, princess, that your nightgown is not appropriate for walking through the palace corridors?" in a mocking and deep tone.
(Ava father betrayed her mother-and he is the son of a concubine. they are not share no blood ties.)
"the hidden desires"!.....
*She slightly gasp when his suddenly grab her from behind,*she tried to escape from his grip, struggling as tears streamed down her ace*
"l-let go of me..! let me go please.." "l-let go of me..! let me go please.."
*she said between sobs, he rvoice trembling*
*He smirked at hearing her weak request and shook his head.-
"Why should I let you visit that lowly servant? You're a princess; you shouldn't even be thinking of him." "Why should I let you visit that lowly servant? You're a princess; you shouldn't even be thinking of him."
His voice dripped with contempt, his grip on her neck tightened slightly. "And that's not just a request, *princess."*.
*she froze for a second, her breath hitching as she turned to look at him with wide, tear-filled eyes*
"b-because.. because he didn't do anything wrong! He was just...he was just..." "b-because.. because he didn't do anything wrong! He was just...he was just..."
*her voice cracked as fresh sobs wracked her body
*He tightened his grip on her neck, his other hand pinning her against the wall.-
"Are you trying to convince to me or yourself, princess?" "Are you trying to convince to me or yourself, princess?"
His voice was cold- his tone mocking.
"He is a lowlife, you are a princess. The only man you should look at, the only man you should think of is me.". "He is a lowlife, you are a princess. The only man you should look at, the only man you should think of is me.".
she possess his words.
-He smirked at her silence, finding a twisted pleasure in the situation.-
"No response, princess?" "No response, princess?"
He leaned closer, his breath teasingly ghosting across her cheek.
"Could it be you're starting to understand that I'm the only one you need?" "Could it be you're starting to understand that I'm the only one you need?"
"I can't understand what you mean brother? "I can't understand what you mean brother?" she speak in confuse .
-He chuckled darkly at her response, his expression sharpening with sadistic amusement.-
"You're so naive, princess. Let me explain it to you." "You're so naive, princess. Let me explain it to you."
-He moved closer until his body was pressed against hers, pinning her completely against the wall.-
"You belong to me. No one else. Not some commoner, and certainly not that dead fiancé of yours. You're mine." "You belong to me. No one else. Not some commoner, and certainly not that dead fiancé of yours. You're mine."
His voice low and possessive.
*she was taken aback by his sudden possessiveness, confusion mixing with her pain*
"i-i'm yours..?" "i-i'm yours..?"
*she said quietly, her mind struggling to grasp his words*
continue..... .... ..... ...