Brenda returned to the rogue king’s chambers the next morning.

As she entered the room, she could tell something was off by his demeanor while he was on the call. He turned slightly, ruffling his hair with an intense look, then ended the call, and tossed the phone onto the bed. That was when he noticed her presence.

“Your Grace,” Brenda said slutily as she approached him, she sensed something was amiss but with his anger, she knew better than to question him at that moment.

The rogue ...