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although he isn't my husband. I wanted to do this and get out of there as soo

, I rise immediately. "Where's he? Prince George!" I called out. "Fuck!" I'm beginning to have

the wall. Dot midnight. "Hmm," I breathe heavily. It isn't safe to leave my house at this time. I wonder

ms to be a private police. They were owned by top members of the royal family but recently, there have been cases of human rights violation coming from the

ght now, it's so weak that I can't stand it. F

e me into thinking you're my mate? I'll deal with you so w

that of a normal human being. I feel it will rip open. Before I could say my next word, I'm be

side of the estate was great darkness. "Oh God!" I'm cryi

nt of him treating me thi

receiving a sound slap from one of the hideous officers,

ecided to play the fool of him? Have you forgotten that the penalty for impe

I nearly p

a is deadly. Though I'd summoned the courage to ask this question no

e as I can't even feel some part of my body, this shock is real. The journey continues in silen

o. Death. Even when this wasn't the government-approved police, the execution wa

hearing stories of their headquarters where they carry out their treacherous act ordered by the royal family on their offenders, in those

. It's not mine! I forgot to take it from the bedroom, it must be one of the officers. My mind flashes back, and George's screams woke up h

ng and he's asking them to inj

have my reasons." The call was on speaker, my eyes open so wide, w

Did anything ha

gin to go in different directions, why does he need to perfo

g happened t