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Dean pov.
Immediately Lorenzo stormed off in anger after learning the truth. I called in the bodyguard who I have sent to follow Luca to give me feedback on when he went.
He entered inside after I had ordered him to come in.
“Where did he go?” I asked without wasting time. I would pay the place a visit. I needed to see for myself what he was up to. He hardly spent time in the palace again
“He stopped at the outskirts of the town but I do think he outsmarted us. He came back with a cab” he reported.
Fuck! I shouted as I mumbled a lot of curses under my breath. He knew we were following him and had decided to do otherwise.
“How could you be so ignorant? He was not meant to find out!” I shouted.
The only grace saving this man was that he was a good soldier to the pack. If not, he would have been dead by now.
“I'm sorry. Your grace. Our men also saw him with Sabrina, the witch,” he informed me.
I nodded and waved my hands at him, dismissing him.
Immediately, he closed the door behind him, and I leaned back into my chair. Worry trickled down my spine. Sabrina hated us, that was a fact, and if he was on Luca's side, he would eventually win us. What were they discussing again?
A knock on the door interrupted my thought. I groaned in frustration. They should allow me to be left alone.
“Come in,” I ordered.
Jenny strolled inside with a paper in her hand and a smile that was looking so fake. I closed my eyes for a moment calling on patience to come to me.
“What?” I asked. “What do you want”
She smiled and looked around the office. “You seem to have changed your office decoration. It's a shame, I preferred the last one”
I gritted my teeth in anger. It was getting more difficult to control myself around annoying people
“Well, you died. The world does not stop because some whore passed away”
A glint of anger passed through her eyes. She narrowed her eyes to a split as a smile of satisfaction tugged my lips. I have successfully hurt her feelings.
She shook her head and squared her shoulders before sitting down. She tossed the paper to me.
I glared at her and then the paper “What is this?”
“Open it”
I curled my hand into a fist “Look if-
“ Open it and stop blabbing,” she said in a nonchalant tone.
What the fuck. In fact, at that moment I had made up my mind that she was going to leave this palace.
I glared at her once more before taking the paper. I took a good look at it trying to make sense of what was on it. It contained a list of gifts and cooking stuff that summed up to three million dollars.
What she sought was a feast. She needed three million dollars. This was too much.
I tossed the paper back at her. “It's too much. If we are holding a feast, cut down the budget. Meet Lorenzo not me”
“It's not a feast!” She said,
I raised my eyebrows. “If it is not a feast then why would you need such an amount of money?” I asked impatience trickling down my skin.
“It's for me and Luca's marriage,” she said and brought out a card from her purse and handed it over to me.
I stared at the card in disbelief. It had my seal and signature on it. I don't remember signing any of this.
“How? I mean did Luca agree? And how did you get my seal and signature?” I was shocked by what was going on.
She raised a shoulder. “Well, I would convince Luca about the wedding, and as for the seal, I stole it, and the signature, I forged it,” she confessed.
Gosh! What have I gotten myself into? “You just stayed for a day and you are already forging signatures?” I asked.
“Yes, if I had come to you, you would have never agreed so I used another means,” she said.
Anger welled up within me. Irritation itched my skin. The fact that she stole the Royal seal, forged my signature, and even lied about Luca's consent made me want to kill her and rip her heart out. She was better dead than alive. I wonder what Luca saw in her that made him depressed.
I banged my hand on the table “Have you gone mad? This wedding is not going to be held. I do not approve of it and I never will. Tomorrow morning get out of this palace”
She seemed unaffected and even stared at me in the eye. “Is it just me or all Attic royalties are the same? They talk to the women they once fucked anyhow without any remorse. Well, for your information, I am Luca's mate, and I am not going anywhere,“ she affirmed.
Just then, Lorenzo, together with Luca, barged into the office.
“Oh, Darling-” she started but was cut off when Luca raised her with her hair. She winced in pain.
“Who told you we were getting married?” He asked in a lethal voice.
“I don't need to. We are getting married, and you waited for me for so many years,” she said, and Luca tightened his grip on her hair, making her wince the more.
He brought her face to his own bite kept two inches apart.
“Now you listen to me you bloody twat. I am not your mate and would never be. I Luca Attic reject you as my mate forever”
“I do not accept your rejection and I will not leave,” she said boldly.
Luca scoffed and looked at her again. Within a split second, he brought out the white oak and drove it into her heart.
“You will remain trapped forever,” he said and turned to us.
“I don't care what plan you had, but if you let her go, just know that I would kill you irrespective of the family bond we share, “ he said and left.
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