You weren’t the first wife of Adonis nor were you the favorite but you led the kingdom to the point where it was unthinkable to divorce you without the kingdom betraying him.

You always thought of Adonis Ezequiel as a ruthless king like the rumors said. Maybe you would’ve continued to think that if it wasn’t for last month when he began to visit you in your chambers late at night.

His hands grabbed onto your thighs, spreading them apart, as his mouth kissed onto your neck, whimpering.