Chapter Eighteen: You're a slave.

"Nicholas, what a pleasant surprise," Jack's lips pulsed into a smug grin as he stared into his irate brother's eyes. "Is there a problem?"

Nicholas's fierce eyes moved from Jack and settled on a nervous Elizabeth who was shifting from foot to foot and averting her gaze from him.

"Don't act as though you don't know why I'm here," he sneered without taking his eyes off Elizabeth. "You must have lost your mind."

Jack noticed how anxious Elizabeth was; she was trembling all over, fear written all over her face. He stepped in front of Elizabeth, shielding her from his brother's fierce gaze.

"Is that the reason you came all the way here?" Jack snapped, his anger evident. "You had better leave before I expose your cheating escapades."

"Wait a second," Nicholas bristled, pointing at his brother. "Are you threatening me right now?"

Jack held Elizabeth's trembling hand and raised his face defiantly at Nicholas. "Leave right now."

Nicholas chuckled darkly before stepping forward and standing toe-to-toe with his brother. Elizabeth jerked her hand away from Jack and stepped backward instinctively.

Nicholas leaned in and whispered into Jack's ear. "You think I care about that any longer? Or haven't you heard? Arabella's engagement to me has been canceled. So go ahead and tell the whole kingdom. I don't care."

Jack's face contorted in a deep frown as he glared at his brother, who was grinning from ear to ear. Of course, he had heard about it. In fact, it was his mother-the Queen's doing, and now he was expected to step in and marry Arabella, something he wasn't willing to do.

Without wasting further time, Nicholas brushed past a pale and disappointed Jack toward Elizabeth and pulled her arm roughly before dragging her along with him.

Jack's eyes bristled with deep rage as he watched helplessly while Nicholas dragged a pale and fearful-looking Elizabeth forcefully. He was more angry at himself that he was powerless to do anything. This was all the reason he needed to be king instead of his half-brother, Nicholas.

Yes, he was going to claim the kingdom, become king, and maybe just maybe he would finally be able to have Elizabeth.

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As soon as they arrived at Prince Nicholas's chamber, he pushed Elizabeth roughly onto the cold floor and pointed a finger at her. "Are you stupid? How dare you insult me in that manner? Have you forgotten who you are?"

Elizabeth wrapped her hand protectively around her midriff, shaking her head sorrowfully as she sobbed. "I...I..."

"Shut up," he snapped angrily, causing her to jerk up. "Is it because of Jack? Perhaps you fancy him."

"And what if I do?" Elizabeth's head raised defiantly. "At least he's not a monster like you."

Nicholas erupted in a loud chuckle. "Oh, you don't know who Jack is, do you?"

"I don't need to know him to see he's not a crazy animal and liar like you are."

"I'm a crazy person?" Nicholas placed a hand on his neck, straightening it a bit. "Have you forgotten about what your father did to me, to my mother?"

"And so what?" Elizabeth stood up on her feet, her eyes blazing with anger through tears. "Didn't you kill my family? And what about all the people you and your family have murdered and killed? All the blood you have shed! You are nothing but a bloody..."

"Shut up," Nicholas interrupted, shaking his head defiantly.

"No, I won't! Don't act as if you're innocent, speaking about revenge and all...."

Before Elizabeth could finish her sentence, Nicholas lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat, cutting off her air supply as he backed her up against the wall. Elizabeth's hands flew to her neck, desperately trying to free herself from his grip, but Nicholas held on tight, his eyes blazing with fury.

"You dare speak to me like that," he growled, his grip tightening. "I am your master and you will show me the respect I deserve."

Elizabeth's vision began to blur as she struggled to breathe, her body weakening under Nicholas's iron grip. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Nicholas suddenly released her, causing her to collapse to the ground gasping for air.

As she lay there, coughing and wheezing, Nicholas leaned in close to her, his face twisted in a cruel smile."You are nothing but a slave, my slave Elizabeth," he sneered. "And soon, you regret your actions.You belong to me. Your heart, body, and soul belong to me."

"You can only have my body, but not my heart," she spat at him breathlessly, trying to catch her breath.

"Oh, so your heart belongs to Jack now?" he asked with a tinge of mockery, raising a brow at her. "Maybe I just need to pound his name out of you."

Elizabeth's eyes widened like saucers, tears streaming down her face as she shifted backward instinctively, shaking her head. "Please...no...please."

He reached for her and grabbed her by the arm. "Come here. I warned you earlier to shut up, but you refused, and now you're going to pay dearly."

Elizabeth struggled viciously as he reached for her garment and tore it apart in one fluid motion. "No!" she screamed in terror as he pushed her onto the bed like an animal ready to preparing to devour its prey. "Please, don't do it. I see I won't do it again. I'll never meet up with Prince Jack."

Nicholas ignored her plea and proceeded to take off his clothes, baring himself before climbing onto the bed in front of a pleading Elizabeth.

He pulled her up and turned her over, making her kneel on the bed with her bottom in the air. He landed a harsh smack on her bottom, causing her to jerk in pain. "Relax, it's not the first time I've been inside you, and it certainly won't be the last."

Elizabeth, on the other hand, shook her head in denial, not willing to accept her fate.

He placed sturdy hands on her hips and without warning proceeded to thrust into her from behind, startling her. Elizabeth's mouth parted in a loud gasp at the force of his thrust, letting out a pained moan.

And without mercy, he pounded into her relentlessly. With each thrust, her breasts bounced, and she had to hold onto the sheets tightly lest she collapsed.

Tears streamed from her eyes as he stretched her further and further causing her pain. But soon, it was replaced by pleasure as he hit her G spot, causing her to moan aloud, shivers running down her spine as she was carried away close to climax. Soon, Nicholas groaned aloud as he reached his climax just as Elizabeth also climaxed, finally collapsing onto the bed in exhaustion.

Elizabeth was just coming down from her climax when she noticed something cold around her ankle. Her eyes instinctively went downwards and widened in fear when she saw Nicholas chaining her legs to the bed hooks.

After a few minutes, she was secured and chained to the bed to her dismay. Tears already streaming down her eyes as memories of the last time she spent chained down here rushed to her mind.

Prince Nicholas got down from the bed, his lips slanted in a smirk as he looked down on an uncomfortable-looking Elizabeth. "You will remain here and wait for me until I say otherwise."

Feeling more alone than ever, Elizabeth lay there on the bed, her heart filled with despair as she waited for whatever fate lay in store for her.