“The council is in favor of the Drago family. Your father and brother really fucked up this time, didn’t they?” Hayden taunts like it’s a game to make Cole miserable. Hayden rolls up his sleeves and circles Cole three times.
Cole screams. “Let me go, Hayden! I don’t want revenge anymore. I’m…I’m sorry!Please!” he bellows out his apology as he tries to escape his chained wrists. Cole glares at Hayden with pure hatred.
“You’re sorry? Please?” Hayden mocks. “I fucking hate that word.”
Hayden shakes his head. He walks away from Cole as another vampire with beaming red eyes, and a cane hands him a sword.
“Thank you, Holland.” Hayden admires the weapon like a true King and thanks the man. Its blade is thick, and the handle looks like it weighs about twenty pounds. The diamonds from the throne glimmer against it, casting rays everywhere like a disco ball.
“One thing about me, Cole, is that I love problems. I get excited when I get to solve them, and you know what my favoritething to do is with people who piss me off?” Hayden roars with depravity. He looks at me and locks his vision with my blurred eyes. His jaw flexes as he shows me the side of him I fear.
I can’t look at this. I can’t watch the man I love be possessed by revenge. I hug myself as I stare at the black floors but keep my ears open.
“Millie…” Cole calls me.
My old friend is trying to seek mercy through me. He pleads for me through his whiskey eyes, and I almost feel bad for him. Hayden flips the sword in circles, keeping a sinister grin who’s taking pleasure in Cole’s dread.
“I like to make them scream and regret the day they ever met me.” Hayden raises the sword high in the air and slices Cole’s head off before Cole can say his last words. His blood splatters all over the floor. I jump up at the sound of his head being severed. The sound of his head falling onto the floor and rolling will forever haunt me. Hayden roars with laughter as his friends rally behind him with cups of red, chanting and cheering his new name.
The Depraved King! The Depraved King! The Depraved King!
Cole’s body slowly melts and turns into ash. Goosebumps prick at my skin as I watch my old life and Cole disappear forever. I belong to the Depraved King now.
40
MILLIE
After Hayden celebrated killinghis enemy, he ordered everyone out of the throne room. He and I are staring at each other, and the unknown is killing me. He’s watching me like a deer in headlights, afraid I’ll gallop away.
What happens now?
At the end of the day, he’s still forcefully taking me. But this time, I don’t want him to let me go.
I pull on my lip with my teeth and walk toward him as he stands in silence. Blue eyes, dark hair, and facial hair around his jaw. He’s always clean-shaven, and it’s a new look for him. I like him in every single way. He’s enchanting, and he doesn’t even have to try.
“Is this the part where you redeem yourself? The part where if you set me free, and if I come back to you, then we were meant to be?”
“No.” He rips off my dress. My body jolts from his needy aggression to get me naked. He throws it on the floor, leaving me vulnerable. He walks behind me, and I feel his icy breath on my shoulder. “This is the part where I remind you the way I like to fuck. This is the part where I remind you of the man you fell in love with. Because,no… I don’t care about doing the noble,good guy thing. This is the part where you let me drown in you because the only time the darkness is away is when I’m inside you. This is the part where I remind you thatthis time, you’re not going anywhere and that you’re mine. You’ve always been mine since the night we met. The only way I can go on peacefully with my life sentence in this cruel world is knowing you’re safe,and that’s only with me. So accept it now because there are only so many games of chase I can do before I just chain you up to my bed.” He growls into the shell of my ear, and I shudder. My nipples point and harden when he stands in front of me like a hungry, angry beast.
He gets down on his knees and smiles sinfully.
“Woof,” he says as he smirks, and my lips tilt with a smile. His tongue dives into my wet slit, and he begins to suck, lick and bite.
Oh, God. I inhale sharply, and my eyes roll back from the dark desire.
“I have a kingdom to run, and I need my queen.” He circles my clit faster and more brutally with that illegal tongue of his and breathes my scent in like I’m his only oxygen to survive.
“I love to lick this perfect, tight pussy.” He stands before me and sits on the throne of vibrant crystals. He grabs my hair and pulls me closer. Still standing, he grabs my hand and kisses the engagement ring.
“Tell me you won’t leave again.” He bites the inside of my thighs, and I moan.
“I won’t leave you again.”
“Tell me that you’re my queen.” He bites me under my ribs. His fangs puncture me ruthlessly, and he sucks my blood out for a few seconds until it drips and spills over the sides of his mouth. I claw at his hair, begging for therealthing.
“I’m your queen,” I breathe out. The overwhelming lust is too much. I need him, and I need his beautiful thick massive cock inside me now.
“It’s not fucking good enough. All the trouble you’ve caused like a bad fucking girl.” He grabs my hips and throws me over his lap. A high-pitched gasp escapes my lungs, and I squirm. He takes off my panties and rubs his palm over my ass. Then he raises his hand and smacks it hard. I can feel my skin ripple, and his hardened bulge pokes into my ribs like he’s satisfied from watching it bounce.