~Zayne~

'I-i'm sorry," I muttered but she didn't wait, she was gone before I could blink. I immediately touched my lips, a small smile on my face.


'She's cute," I muttered, smiling sheepishly as the thought of her running flashed through my mind.

Her lips tasted like a mixture of grapes and strawberries. I loved the way she melted in my arms, like something I could break.

'Gosh, focus Zayne, focus," I muttered, scattering my hair out of frustration.


Suddenly the door burst open as Reta barged in with a guard trying to restrain her.

'I'm sorry my lord, I tried to stop but she didn't listen," the guard said, bowing his head slightly.


'You scumbag," Reta yelled as she landed a slap on his cheeks. 'Next time you will pay respect to your future queen," she growled.

The guard immediately scurried away, holding his cheeks in the process. Poor thing, he got slapped for doing his job.

'You didn't have to do that, he was just doing his job," I muttered, pouring vodka in a glass.

'Doing his job? By restricting me from seeing you? Oh please," she spat, flinging her hair backwards.

'I have missed you," she muttered, wrapping her arms around my waist. 'I have missed you, Zayne," she repeated.

'Now is not the time," I replied, removing her arms from my waist as I took a step backward. 'What do you want?" I asked, sipping from my glass.

'You, Zayne, I want you," she snapped, walking closer to me. I tried moving back but there was nowhere left to run to.

'Make love to me, Zayne, please," she begged, her eyes filled with desperation. Her eyes had a certain glint that I had never seen.

Before I could move, she smashed her lips on mine. I tried to push her away but she stayed firm, her tongue fighting for control in my mouth.

Suddenly the door burst open, revealing Emily, holding a tray in her hand. She stood at the door for a while, her eyes fixed on me.

I could see the shock on her face, tears welled up in her eyes. Reta on the other hand, had a wide grin on her face, as though she had just achieved her aim.

Then it dawned on me, I was being played all along. I was nothing but a pawn in Reta's game of deceit.

'Yes, what do you want?" Reta sparked, glaring daggers at Emily.

'Uhm, uhm , I'm sorry," Emily stammered before dashing out immediately.

'Ema," I called but Reta held me back. 'We are not done," she muttered, trying to hold my face.

'Don't you dare,* I snapped, my eyes filled with rage. 'I don't wanna see you here when I get back," I added, my jaw clenched.

Before she could reply, I grabbed a hoodie as I rushed out.

The look of pain I saw in Emily's eyes pierced me. It felt as though a spear was plunged into my chest.

'What happened, my lord? I saw Emily in tears," Rowan asked immediately as I came out, his brows creased.

'Rowan, I fucked up," I replied, stomping my foot angrily. 'Where is she now?" I asked, my voice laced with concern.

'I don't know, what happened?" He asked. 'Did you try to force yourself on her?" He added, staring at me suspiciously.

'I wish it was that, I wish," I replied, scattering my hair roughly. 'Reta set me up," I added.

'Stay here, I will find her," he replied before dashing off.

'Will she be able to forgive me?" I wondered.

And Reta, that wench. I felt a surge of blood boiling with me as I dashed back to my chamber.

'Reta," I called, my eyes blazing in a fit of rage but it was empty, she was gone.

'Fuck!" I growled, hitting the shelf roughly. The sharp edge cut me a little, my blood dripping on the floor but I cared less.

I wanted to feel pain, I wanted to feel what I caused her. 'I'm sorry Ema," I whispered, closing my eyes slowly.

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'Zayne, have it," Reta said, handing me a glass. I immediately gulped down the whole content, leaving a bitter-sweet after taste in my mouth.

'What was that?" I asked, my brows creased as I stared at her suspiciously. 'Poison," she replied. 'I gave you poison."

'Huh! What do…….."

'My lord," someone called me as I jerked up immediately, beads of sweat all over my face.

'Phew! It was just a dream?" I muttered, rubbing my head slowly. ‘But it felt so real, it felt true.'

'Here's your dinner, my lord," the maiden said. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I had forgotten someone tapped me.

'Who are you?" I asked, my brows furrowed as I stared at the petite, blonde in front of me.

'I was asked to deliver your dinner, my lord, Emily is indisposed at the moment," she replied, fiddling with her fingers as she avoided my gaze.

'Emily? Fuck!" I exclaimed, jumping up from my bed. 'What's the time?" I asked, my voice cold and urgent.

'It's almost bedtime, my lord," she replied.

'Holy moly! Where the hell is Rowan?" I shouted, grabbing a black hoodie before dashing out.

Then it dawned on me, I obviously overslept and Emily was still out there.

'Rowan, where the hell is Rowan?" I shouted, my eyes darting back and forth.

'Here, my lord," he answered, running towards me. I rushed to him immediately, grabbing his cloak firmly.

'Tell me you found her, please," I muttered, my eyes fixed on him as I hoped for a positive reply.

His eyes drooped, his face void of emotion. 'I'm sorry, my lord, we are yet to find her," he replied, his voice low and even.

'Huh, you are joking right?" I muttered, my lips trembling. 'Where the hell is she?" I thundered, beads of sweat gathered on my forehead.

Then a thought flashed through my mind, we were yet to check one place, the cemetery, she knows about the cemetery.

I quickly dashed into the car without even waiting for Rowan. The tires made a screeching sound as I drove off recklessly.

'Please be safe," I mumbled underneath my breath, my eyes fixed on the road as I drove.

After about ten minutes, I was finally at the cemetery. The silence was deafening as only the chirping of birds could be heard.

I dashed out from the car, my heart pounding in my chest. The cemetery was empty but I could see a shadowy figure in front.

With my heart beating faster than normal, I approached the figure, but I was met with a shocker instead.

There she was, right in front of me, Emily, cuddled up in a warm embrace with another man.