CHAPTER 12 – Roman

Anna was shaking in my arms. I fucking hated that she had been in danger. I hated my mother for sending up here. But most of all I hated that fucking prick King Cian who scared her. He wasn’t noble or good in any sense of the word. The bastard compelled women to take their panties off for him, and they lined up to do so. I vowed then and there that I would die before anyone else hurt her. From the moment that Luke and I came across Anna, I knew that she was different. I put up a fuss and...