From Fate To Serendipity!!
"László Put Me Down! Now!" I yelled at him at the top of my lungs looking at him furiously. Shit!! Shit!! Shit!! What did I do? Did I just yell at the emperor and take his first name in front of the whole of the Royal Staf...
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Chapter Eleven
Private Island!
Protection is the first act of care!
The waves undulate, moving in the oscillation, hitting the seashore calmly like playing with it. László breaths as he rests against the long arms chair, closing his eyes.
"Get off my chair lad!" The husky firm voice hits his eardrums. László shifts his head watching the man in his late fifties standing in a casual black t-shirt paired up with black jeans.
"Ares Aziel King! Can be more genial!" He shifts his head closing his eyes resting. Ares stepped closer to him taking a seat on the couch.
"Whatever! You kidnapped your betrothed." László finally opens his eyes watching him sitting in front of him.
"She is always on my nerves couldn't help!"
"On nerves or under your skin!" Ares smirked while László rolled his eyes.
"I want you to train her!" He sits straight watching his green orbs.
"I resigned years ago!" Ares sighed resting his back and picking up the newspaper.
"But you taught me!" László stated the fact of watching his small moves. He is ignoring me!
"I needed someone on my Mafia throne," Ares stated casually watching headlines over the paper.
"She will be my consort," László says still observing his moves and gesture.
"None I care! You teach her." Ares derides looking at László meeting his eyes.
"I have business in London!" László ridiculed while Ares got up walking towards his housemaid to collect his juice glass.
"Fine! That would cost your visit when I desire." He gives his final yes sipping on his juice and watching László getting up from his seat and fixing his coat.
"Fine!" He groaned.
"So much for women!" Ares smirked watching László as he turns facing him.
"Empress Actually!" Between I have some business upstairs. He stepped upstairs while Ares smirked more.
"Make it quick!"
Bedroom
Where am I? What has he done? Astraea pressures her memories when the bedroom door opens. She sat on the couch watching the king-sized classic-designed bed, golden painting, and royal furniture.
"What's with the woolgathering? Love!!" László smirks as he leans to the headrest of the chair with his crossed arms watching her with his orbs.
"You kidnapped me? In front of my father!" Astraea angrily yelled over the top of her lungs as her eyes turned to boil red.
