The King's Dark Obsession (BOOK 2)

Chapter 1

Upon reaching the castle, he dragged her inside on her half-dead legs. She kept tripping and he kept dragging her to god knows where. The maid and servant passing by gave no reaction other than bowing to Ragnar.

The back of her eyes burned.

He was most of the time gentle with her but right now he was anything but gentle. His grip on her wrist was painfully lethal.

She immediately recognized where he was taking her. To the main hall where he showed his true self to her, where she saw him for the first time after two years.

The main gates were already opened and the moment he dragged her inside, her heart dropped upon witnessing all the higher-ups of his kingdom sitting on their respective chairs on either side in a perfect lane. Among them were Fiona, Mason, and the old man named Asher.

Sasha's eyes traveled to Jasper who was kneeling down in the middle of the hall. For some reason, her heart was painfully constricted upon seeing him like this. A king like him was being peered upon like a peasant by the ruthless immortals. 

Except Fiona.

One could see the pain that was hiding within her orbs. It could be seen by Sasha no matter how hard she tried to hide those emotions. 

Instead of making her kneel beside Jasper, Ragnar dragged her past him and climbed up his throne, skipping steps as she almost fell face first but he wrapped his arm around her waist, effortlessly picked her up, and made her sit on his lap as he sat on his throne with his legs carelessly sprawled. 

Her eyes widened and humiliation washed over her like a tsunami. She hunched her shoulders and lowered her head, making her hair curtain her face from the world but not from him. He pulled her even closer with his arm wrapped around her waist and put her hair strands behind her ear from his side so he could have a clear look at her face.

He pecked her cheek and ear, making her shiver. Rubbing his nose against her cheek, he diverted his attention to the men kneeling on the red carpet. By now the peasant was aware that he was fucking played and was made a fool out of. He had his head low all this time.

"With all due respect, your kingdom will be given to Mason Kairos," Ragnar announced and Sasha's wide eyes snapped towards Jasper who now was staring at them with red eyes. Blood was smudged all over his nose and mouth. His eyes screamed helplessness.

He may be an asshole but he didn't deserve any of this unless he was related to their fucked up past that is.

Sasha's eyes went on Mason.

Despite being surrounded by the immortal higher-ups and with the presence of Ragnar, he still sat on his royal chair like he owned the whole fucking world or just couldn't care less about his surroundings. He was sitting in a very nonchalant way. He was leaning on the side of the chair with his left arm dangling down and his right leg sprawled over the armrest of the chair, dangling down and almost touching the floor because he was huge. Where everyone was sitting like Royals, he sat there like a pirate, chewing on his red-shiny apple.