Heliot is not Hell

I smiled until my eyes were squinting, loving every second I could see the anger in his eyes. It was a surprise to me as well upon discovering this knowledge. Tristan, Zero's chief shadow guard, was his son. No wonder a person like Zero, who wouldn't even trust anyone to make him tea, trusted Tristan.

"It was a wrong assumption to think you are heartless, Your Majesty." My response caused him to grip my shoulder tighter, but I ignored it. "Because if you are, you wouldn't keep the bastard you had with a turned vampire."

His pupils dilated, hearing my remarks. "Surprised that I know about that too?" a smirk resurfaced on my lips. "I was wrong on thinking you are not passionate, Zero, because you surely are."

"Let him go." He hissed, and I could tell he wouldn't hesitate on killing me if I pushed him too far.