VICTORIA’S POV

“Victoria Gibberson, is this the way you talk to your king?” The so-called Alexander shouted.

“Oh, you are right. This is not the way to talk to a king.” I said, smirking when I saw his relaxed expression.

“-However, you are not the king here.” With that, I groped his neck, placed my hands around his neck, and applied pressure to it.

“Now, you better spill the beans because patience is not my best trait,” I said before dragging him to the center of the ...