Reign

Chapter 42

Theo's POV

I slam my fist into the nearest wall

"WHERE THE FVUK IS SHE?!" I scream 

"Do you think she could have ran away?" David asks

I shake my head "No, she wouldn't."

"How are you so sure?" Jack asks me

I look up at him with furrowed eyebrows

"Do you know anything Jack?" I try to keep calm

He raises his hands in the air "I'm just trying to think of why she's gone." 

My hands are sweaty and my legs hurt

I spent almost an entire day trying to look for Yasmine with my men, we tried the nearest villages and the woods. We tore apart every house, trying to find a trace for her. We didn't have any luck. We also couldn't find any evidence that she went into the woods.

My heart aches for her. I need her. I need to know that she's okay. I'll die if she's dead. I can't live without her, my precious darling. Where could she have gone?

Whoever is responsible for her disappearance, I swear I'll have their head on spikes.

"Send out fifty of my men, tear everything apart, if anyone comes in their way, kill them. Have mercy on no one." I order David and Jack

Yasmine's POV

I look up to see the man take off his hood and show his face

I almost faint

He had brown eyes, brown hair, and he had the same face structure as Theo. (Brad Pitt)

I had seen him before, I swore I had on the castle walls, paintings of him. 

It was King Henry, Theo's father.

What the....?

I was utterly confused. I thought he was dead. That's why Theo had become king so quickly. Now Matt and him were kidnapping me? Was I dreaming? I wanted to pinch myself.

Henry squats down next to me and puts a finger under my chin so I lock eye contact with him

He looked in his forties, but I still couldn't wrap my head around that the dead king of the uk was right in front of me

"She's even prettier than in the paintings." He says to Matt

Matt chuckles in agreement

I move my head to the left so I'm out of his touch

"Oh don't be that way." He smiles at me

"I thought you were dead." I say to him

"Doesn't everyone?" He asks matter of factual

"Why? Why does everyone think you're dead?"

He laughs and looks at Matt

"She's so beautiful. Theo did well." He congratulates his son

Theo. Oh how I missed him. How I missed his touch around me. Tears brim in my eyes just thinking about him.

"Too bad he will never see you again." Henry tells me with a smirk on his lips

I shake my head "He will find me and when he does, he'll have both of your heads."

He chuckles "Oh but my darling, he won't. We're far away from the palace, he won't ever look this way." 

"Theo's smart, you can never tell with him." I say, never breaking eye contact with him

Henry licks his lips "God almighty, its taking everything in my power not to kiss that pretty face of yours." 

I look down, trying to cover my face from him

"Unfortunately, you won't be mine. You're Matthew's." He stands

"W-what?" My heart almost leaps out of my chest

He looks over to Matt, who's already looking at me "You've got some explaining to do." And with that he walks out, leaving Matt and I alone

"What the hell does he mean?" I ask Matt with a harsh tone

"We're going to be married my love." Matt sits on the bed with me

I move away "No we're not."

He nods "We are, and we'll have many sons together, we'll be so happy." He smiles

He was insane. It was so clear.

"I'd rather die than have your hands on me." I almost stutter

"I don't care if I have to force you, you'll love me" He takes my face in his hands and kisses me

I push at his chest with all might, I'm breathing hard and panting like a bull

He finally pulls away with a satisfied smile on his face

I get so angry, I slap him across the face

Big mistake.

He takes both of my hands and pins them to the covers

"You shouldn't have done that." He sneers

He rips open my dress, leaving me completely exposed in front of him

I try to get out of his grips, even though he only had one hand around my wrists

"You're so beautiful sweetheart." He kisses my chest

I gulp in fear as the tears fall freely from my face 

"Matt please don't." I kick my legs in all directions

He gets on top of me

"That's it darling, beg for me." 

I collect all the siliva I had in my dry mouth and spit at him in the face

He chuckles and wipes my spit from his face

He grits his teeth and slaps me across the face, hard.

I scream as he hits me again

"Don't you ever fvcking do that again!" He yells at me

"I'm sorry." I whisper, defeated

"Sorry for what sweetheart?" He presses his body against mine

"S-sorry for spitting on you." I croak

He moves a piece of my hair from my face

He kisses my neck, then lower until he got to breasts

I gasp as I feel him cup my breast with his cold hand

Tears fall from my eyes as I feel his tongue gliding across my nipple

I cry out and he glides his tongue all the way to my legs

He pries my legs open, I try to keep them closed but he's too strong for me

He dips his head down and brings his tongue with him..