Rhea's POV

　　Looking at him for a while, I sighed and walked over to my dressing table acting like he wasn't there and as well ignoring his glares.

　　His penetrating glares were roving aimlessly behind my back, brushing it off I shrugged and I pulled out the hairpin that Mercy used to hold my hair earlier allowing my hair to fall on my face.

　　I was about to remove my clothes when suddenly his impending voice loomed around the room, "Where are you coming from?" 

　　Dropping the hairpin on the table, I turned to face him. "Excuse me," I scowled. 

　　"I demand! Where are you coming from?" His brow curled up in a rage.

　　"The party of course, or do you have me go anywhere else other than the party?" I raised a brow at him and that seemed to have infuriated him more.

　　He forcefully pushed the stool to the floor and stood up from the bed matching toward me. His face hardened and his lips were pressed up in a scowl. 

　　"What shameless length can you go? First was King Daemon and now his beta... Lying to me that you wanted to use the restroom," he stressed his last word and widened my eyes.

　　"And of course, I never lied to you, I went to use the restroom," I replied with the same tone, "And mind you, stop raising your voice at me I am your wife and not your regular servant," 

　　"Shut the fuck up!" He snapped, pointing his finger at me, "Then tell me what happened in there at the party and why were you in the hallway smiling stupidly with that beta?" 

　　I have never seen Kian like this, is this jealous... But he never had a career so why the sudden affection? Or is this the cause of the mate bond? That means that Sam wasn't right all along.

　　But somehow I didn't seem affected, is this not what I have been craving for, his attention but right now is irritating me? This is wrong yet I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes at him, I remained unmoving from my spot.

　　"I asked you what you were doing out there with that beta?!" He barked, the flames in his eyes threatening to rip me into pieces. 

　　"I went to use the restroom and on my way, I met Sam and about the king, I believe that he was kind enough to have caught me from falling unlike some people," the image of Daemon holding me by the waist earlier at the party flashes through my mind. I held onto my clothes trying to control myself.

　　"You bloody liar," he growled, he looked as if he was about to go insane. This is definitely not my doing, he seems different. 

　　"Not as if you deserve any explanation besides you have toms of mistresses so tell me why interested in my daily lifestyle," 

　　And before I knew it, he pushed me forcefully to the wall, holding my shoulder tight. I can hear the fast beating of his chest, inhaling his scent had my stomach churned and I feel like emptying everything in my stomach.

　　Kian's face darkened, his eyes kept staring down at me but my face remained cold. "You're my wife so I deserve to know everything," 

　　"Your wife, you said, huh... Well even if I love the attention of other men it is not like you care and besides you shouldn't be annoyed because you also crave the attention of other women, having tons of sex with all of them," I yelled at his face, managing to push him off me.

　　"So you also want tons of sex from those men, huh, is that your plan?!" It seems that my very words have angered him more because I can hear his constant growls but all I said here was true. He kept growling but I never backed down. Instead, I snarled at him and turned around to remove my earring from my ear.

　　When suddenly a sharp gasp rolled out from my lips as Kian grabbed my hand in his rough and brutal grip and growled at me, "You're my wife and I will first have you before any of them," 

　　I instantly wrenched my wrist off his grip and pushed him away, "What? Never!"

　　The blood in my vein freezes, my heart throbbing hard against my chest as I watched him let out a cold and emotionless laugh but I remained on my spot not showing any sign of fear.

　　"Oh! Dear wife, since we married, we have never slept like a married couple should," he continued taking slow conscious strides toward me.

　　I stare at him disgustedly while taking some steps back. His pace quickened had I already known where this was leading, so I did the one thing in mind. I rushed toward the door but before I could yank it open, I felt a hot stinging slap across my cheeks but still, I didn't stop.

　　I forcefully yanked the door open but before I could make it out of the room, it was suddenly kicked close to his leg. He dragged me by my hair and pushed me toward the bed. I am not allowing him to do away with me. 

　　Trying to pull out my clothes, I resisted and held onto them, our struggles were making him more and more furious but yet I care less.

　　I tried running away but he slammed me back to the bed, Kian's lips found my ear, and his teeth indecently grazed my earlobe. 

　　I cried within, biting hard on my lips, I am not going to allow this to happen. And luckily my right hand fell on the flower vase beside my bed, picking it up I smashed it on his head earning a loud groan of pain from him.

　　I pushed him off to the other side of the bed and rushed toward the door. I was about to make it out of the room when I suddenly felt someone pull me off the ground and slammed me to the wall. 

　　"Kian…!" I screamed, losing my balance, and I fell off my dressing table. The hairpin and other stuff on the table fell and some of them smashed to the ground. 

　　He started walking toward me. I can see a tiny drop of blood around his head. I tried to stand up but my body is now weak and refused to cooperate. No matter how much I tried to force myself off the ground and away from him but I wouldn't. 

　　He strode toward me and roughly shoved me forward but unfortunately, my head suddenly collided with the wall and I lost consciousness.