“I can only be the villain for you. Never to you” “I don't care…because I would do the same” Althea said with a slight smirk on her lips. *** All her life, Althea wanted a simple life. She had the love of her life and she would have his kids. But everything changed when he broke her heart. The King of Elodonia is now looking for a mate. One to be his queen and wife. Althea prays she would not be chosen but unfortunately fate wasn't on her side. But who said the king was looking for a queen? No, he was looking for his next plaything and he may have found his victim in the heart of a young woman. Life wasn't a bed of roses, so don't expect fluffiness in the castle.
Caleb staggered back, his hand clutching his cheek, the pain in his eyes now mirrored by shock at the unexpected turn of events.
Darian's eyes blazed with a protective fury as he addressed Caleb, his voice dripping with authority. "You don't speak to a lady like that, especially a lady that is mine."
He didn't give Caleb a chance to respond. Darian's fist struck him across the face once more, and he repeated, "Especially a lady that is mine."
He kicked Caleb's stomach so bad that Caleb coughed at blood. Darian's mind was off wire.
Caleb's face was now battered and bloodied, the pain etched across his features. With each punch, Darian delivered a stern warning. "Never, ever, ever talk to Althea again."
The violence of the situation was escalating, and it took Althea's intervention to halt the brutality. She reached out to touch Darian's arm, her voice desperate as she cried, "Stop."