"Serena!"
Adrian roared her name through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse from the pain.
Serena scoffed, staring down at him like he was dirt. "You're just a brainless idiot who let Hailey play you like a fiddle. What gives you the right to stand in front of me and talk about making things right?"
"You!" Adrian was so used to her absolute obedience, so accustomed to her pathetic desperation to chase after him.
Her current apathy and the sheer condescension in her insults were too much for his pride to handle.
He snapped his head up, his contorted face looking downright terrifying. "When did you become so vicious and unforgiving?"
He struggled to his feet, reaching out to grab her arm. "Do you really think being Queen wipes your slate clean after all the men you've been throwing yourself at?"
"Oh?"
Just as Adrian lunged at her.
A strong, elegant hand clamped down on his wrist like a vise.
"Throwing herself at men?"
A lazy, wicked voice echoed from behind him, carrying a suffocating sense of dominance.
A chill shot straight down Adrian's spine.
The next second.
The sickening crunch of bone fractured the night air.
"Ah!"
It felt as if his wrist had been snapped clean in two. A cold sweat instantly soaked through his shirt.
He whipped his head around in sheer panic.
He saw a figure of pure, aristocratic elegance standing there with one hand tucked in his pocket. The moonlight fell upon his strikingly handsome face, giving him a lethal, almost predatory allure.
But...
When those mesmerizing, deep-set eyes locked onto Adrian.
Absolute terror gripped Adrian's mind.

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