DARLINGTON
I walked through the corridors of the palace with my hands clasped behind my back.
I was not in a good mood.
My father had assigned Samantha to me tonight. Finally, after all the fighting and arguing. She was supposed to be mine. For tonight--just one night.
And I had been looking forward to it.
But then I had heard the rumors. Whispers in the corridors, servants gossiping behind their hands. Jayce had been in the penthouse, looking for Samantha. Trying to confirm if it was true, I went Infront of her penthouse and smelt him. The desperate motherfucker. Had he tried to touch her? I had a dream where he touched her while I watched. Did he want to disvirgin her before me?
What did he want with her?
What did he always want?
I reached Jayce's chambers and pushed them open with anger.
The scene inside made my jaw tighten.
