A R A B E L L A ' S P.O.V
Prince Marcellus emerged from the dark like a shadow, his black suit fitting in perfectly with the ominous aura that suddenly arose. I hadn't seen him since the day I lost my son.
Suddenly, the tragic events all hit me at once and I found myself struggling to breathe.
"Where's your husband?" He said nonchalantly, walking closer towards me.
"Inside, and I should probably go back to him. He'll be worried." I made my move towards the doors, but he blocked my exit.
Gripping my upper arm, he spun me around and pushed me against the railing. It let out a low creak as I was pressed against it harder. His groin rubbed against my ass, earning an elicit moan from his chest.
I whipped my arm back, aiming to punch his throat, but he was too fast for me and grabbed
