Heril's eyes remained widened in disbelief even when Adonis confirmed what he had just said. He couldn't fathom that his little sister was engaged to the Prince of the city. It all felt surreal, like a dream."Valerie, is this true?" Heril asked, still struggling to grasp the reality of the situation.Valerie nodded, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pride. "Yes, Heril. Adonis and I are engaged, you still think that I could never get such a man?"Adonis decided to show Heril the depth of their connection. With a gentle smile, he approached Valerie, his eyes locked onto Heril's. He embraced Valerie tenderly, pulling her close to him. It was a silent but powerful gesture that spoke volumes. Adonis was staking his claim, declaring his love for Valerie in front of her brother.As they stood there in that heartfelt embrace, Heril's initial shock began to give way to a sense of acceptance, and perhaps even happiness for his sister. Adonis even went further to gently ra
The next day, as Adonis stood at the crime scene, frustration and weariness washed over him. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on his shoulders, burdening him with unanswered questions. He recalled the call he had received from Oliver during his joyous wedding party, the moment when everything had taken a dark turn.He turned to the acting commissioner, his eyes burning with determination and anger. "Why wasn't I informed about Oliver's escape?" Adonis demanded, his voice filled with frustration. "I trusted you to keep this city safe, to keep my loved ones safe!"The acting commissioner sighed heavily, his gaze filled with remorse. "Your highness, I didn't want to ruin the joyous atmosphere of your wedding day," he admitted. "The truth is, the police station was attacked, and Oliver managed to escape yet again. We kept it from you to preserve the happiness of the moment and also due to the fact that it was just so hard to tell especially since its not his first time."Adonis
Adonis clenched his fists, his anger boiling over as he continued to listen to Oliver's sinister demands. "You heartless bastard!" he spat, his voice trembling with a mix of fury and desperation. "What do you want with my wife? She's innocent in all of this and you know it! This is not necessary at all!"Oliver's voice remained chillingly composed as he replied, "Adonis, your wife's fate is in your hands. All your protests and shouts won't change a thing. H\You know what you need to do but I will be a darling and just repeat them for you: step down from your position as the heir to the throne. Then, prepare an official statement, one that will be signed by the kingmakers and the tribunal. And this time, that is not all that you will do, let me add one more that I have not added before, Adonis, you will deliver this statement to me in person, and only you should come with it."Adonis attempted to reason with Oliver, his mind racing for alternatives, but before he could make any headway
Meanwhile, in the palace, the elders sat in somber silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they waited for their prince’s return. Jesse's watch seemed to tick louder with every passing second, a constant reminder of Adonis's absence. They all shared the same unspoken hope that Adonis would return safely, that his plan had succeeded.Suddenly, the room was jolted by the abrupt entrance of an excited messenger, who burst into the chamber with breathless urgency. "The prince is back!" the messenger exclaimed, unable to contain his joy.Without hesitation, the elders and Jesse rushed outside, their faces alight with anticipation. Their hearts swelled with relief and joy as they laid eyes on Adonis and Valerie, who walked toward the palace in a regal and triumphant manner. Adonis, his presence commanding, strode majestically with Valerie by his side, a living testament to the successful rescue.Jesse approached them, his relief was obvious as he greeted the prince with a deep bow. Adon
Adonis sat in his cramped office, peering out of the small window, lost in his thoughts about his life. The stale air in the room made him shift his tie repeatedly, while beads of sweat trickled down his face, adding to his discomfort. Leaning back, he surveyed the enormous pile of work on his desk, contemplating the meager compensation he received for carrying out these tasks. Adding to his frustration, it seemed that his contributions went unnoticed and unappreciated by everyone in the company. He took a deep breath, the deepest he had ever taken, trying to gather himself. "Adonis, all this work is right in front of you, and you're just staring out the window? Do you want to get yelled at again?" his inner voice chastised him, breaking through his contemplation. Just as he was about to refocus on his work, the door swung open forcefully, jolting him from his reverie. He looked up to see his boss standing there, his face flushed with anger. A deadly glare was aimed directly at Ado
Adonis stood frozen in disbelief, his grip on the cake loosening until it slipped from his hands, crashing to the ground in a messy heap. His eyes remained locked on the shocking sight before him, unable to tear away or utter a single word. They moved past him, locked in their passionate embrace, oblivious to his presence and the shattering of his world. It felt unreal, like a cruel dream taunting his sanity. "This can't be real. It must be a twisted illusion," he whispered through gritted teeth, his voice laced with a mixture of hatred and anger. With seething fury coursing through his veins, Adonis stormed towards the room, each step resonating with his mounting anger. As he approached the scene before him, his heart sank, and a lump formed in his throat. This was not a nightmare; it was a harsh reality he couldn't deny. "Harriet?!" His voice spat out the name, dripping with a mix of disbelief and rage. The couple abruptly halted their actions, sensing the intensity in his words
Adonis maintained a tight grip on the bleeding stranger's shirt, his anger fueling his determination. Harriet's voice echoed in the room, filled with urgency and concern. "Adonis, stop! get that smelly body of yours off him. You are going to injure him." She pleaded, her voice piercing through the chaos. The stranger, fully aware of the impending danger, knew he had to defend himself if he wanted to leave without severe injuries. With a surge of strength, he retaliated, delivering a powerful punch to Adonis's face, attempting to free himself from his grasp. Adonis staggered back momentarily but refused to release his hold. On the other side of the bed, Harriet watched the violent confrontation unfold, her voice filled with desperation. She realized that if she didn't intervene, the situation would escalate into a brutal fight that could cause irreparable damage. Driven by the instinct to protect, Harriet rushed between the two men, forcefully separating them. "That's enough! Stop
Harriet swiftly dialed her mother's number, desperately seeking for someone to take her side. However, the connection was poor, and she strained to hear her mother's voice on the other end of the line. "Mum, mum, are you there? Please, are you there?" Harriet yelled with increasing urgency, her voice echoing in the room. Adonis stood in disbelief, taken aback by Harriet's dramatic plea. His gaze intensified as he continued to approach her, his expression filled with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Harriet, what is wrong with you? are you finally feeling guilty?" Adonis asked confused as to why she was being so dramatic despite knowing fully well that he would never hurt her.Harriet's mother's voice finally broke through the crackling phone line, bringing a glimmer of hope. "Harriet, what's happening there?" her mother inquired. "It's Adonis, Mom. He's trying to hurt me. Please, come and rescue me from him," Harriet pleaded desperately. Adonis persisted in his approach. Harr