Chapter 46

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Curtis went wide-eyed, seeing Arthur standing before him with a murderous expression. While Arthur's expression was murderous, his stance was that of confidence. Wearing a simple white T-shirt and black pants, he had his hands clasped to the small of his back.

Curtis stumbled back slightly in surprise, "A-Arth-"

Arthur reached out quicker than Curtis could blink, grabbing Curtis with his right hand by the throat. Curtis let out a gurgling sound from Arthur, impeding his airway, and Arthur lifted Curtis off the ground.

Arthur pulled Curtis in close so their faces were inches apart. Arthur's azure eyes glared into Curtis', which were wide-eyed and filled with fear.

"Good morning, Your Highness," Arthur spat in a cold and deadly low voice. "I believe you wanted to speak to me about something?"

Curtis gurgled, and before he could even think about doing something or fighting back, Arthur tossed him to the side by his neck. Curtis went flying and grunted as he landed on the floor roughly before rolling to a stop.

Tessia chuckled, seeing Curtis being tossed like a rag doll. She elegantly sat down in the chair beside the table with the refreshments and crossed her right leg over her left. Her eyes flicked to Arthur, watching him square his shoulders, waiting for Curtis to move. Tessia's eyes looked Arthur up and down slowly, seeing his angry, dominating side coming out, and she bit the corner of her lip while twirling a few strands of her hair with her index finger as she watched Arthur with anticipation.

Curtis coughed violently, finally able to breathe again, as he slowly pushed himself onto his knees. His eyes darted to Arthur, who was glaring at him. Pure hatred filled Curtis to the core as he slowly got to his feet.

"How dare you!!" Curtis seethed, saliva flying out of his mouth. "I am royalty! Prince and heir to the kingdom of Sapin! You can't put your hands on me!"

Tessia smirked, "I believe he just did."

Curtis' eyes shot to her, "I'm not talking to you, bitch!" Curtis clenched his fists as he got to his feet, "And you have the auda-"

Curtis didn't even finish his sentence as Arthur was already in front of him and punched him in the stomach. Curtis groaned, falling to his knees, and expelled his stomach contents onto the floor.

Arthur glared at Curtis, "Do not speak to her like that."

Curtis gritted his teeth and looked up to yell at Arthur. However, before he even got a word out, Arthur kicked Curtis on his chest, knocking the wind out of him as he went flying back. Curtis landed on the floor with a loud thud before skidding to a halt. He took in a sharp breath, lying there on his back, trying to regain his breath, as he stared at the ceiling.

Hearing a small moan escape from Tessia's lips, Arthur looked at her, seeing Tessia watching him enticingly, and chuckled, "Enjoying the show?"

Tessia's eyes met his, and she shrugged, "Perhaps." She smirked, "Not my fault I always found this side of you alluring." She looked at Curtis, "And he was even nice enough to dress up for us today."

Arthur looked at Curtis humorously, who was still lying on his back and gaping like a fish, and nodded, "How kind of him."

Tessia looked down at the blue button-up shirt and pulled at it, "Maybe we should've dressed up as well."

Arthur looked at her, smiled, and shook his head, "Trust me. There is nothing better than you wearing one of my shirts."

Tessia met his gaze, her lips curving in a sensual smile, "Nothing? Not even me out of this shirt?"

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