Leah blushes softly at me and my heart immediately feels heavier. I am not built for schemes. I don’t want to hurt her in any way. I know I am bluffing. I won’t really go through with telling her about my relationship with Jeremy. I am just hoping Jeremy thinks I will so he stops from ruining my mar
Slowly, he bends down until his lips are on the shell of my ear and when he speaks, my entire body shivers. “However, make no mistake. No matter the result of that stupid vote today, nothing and nobody would have stopped me from making you my wife.” This time, I do gasp at the sheer possessiveness
Fiona’s POV Micah brings me to a room that is located up a long flight of stairs. It is secluded from the rest of the palace, almost like it is isolated on purpose. He doesn’t let go of my hand even as I am ushered inside the mahogany door and stare at the beige walls of the bedroom. It is beautif
I walk towards it, gingerly touching the paints when someone slams into me. I lurch forward, trying to gain my balance when one of the liquid paints topples down, causing the colored liquid to bleed into the dress I am wearing. I gasp and whirl around only to see the maid looking at me with a weird
Fiona’s POV “You all recognize the necklace she wears, don’t you?” Slowly, I lift my head up as Micah’s acidic tone threatens to eviscerate everything in his path. I watch as Alara gasps, her eyes fastened on the necklace he has taken off my neck. A slow and devilish smile forms on Micah’s face, a
However, before I can think about it further, he takes my hand in his and walks me out of the room. I follow him silently. All the way to his car, where he tucks me inside and fastens the seat belt over me. Then, he gets into the driver's seat and powers the engine. I twist my hands together as I f
Fiona’s POV "What?!" I sputter as I watch Micah casually saunter into his apartment and pour a drink into a delicate champagne glass. I can't believe he's this relaxed after what he just revealed to me. At my bafflement, he turns and lifts a perfect eyebrow at me, slight amusement glittering in h
Micah says calmly before he fishes out his phone from his pocket. Smiling widely, I quickly down the rest of my drink, happy with the way things are going. Micah dials the number and puts it on speaker. I watch him as he casually waits for his grandmother to pick up the phone. When her voice comes