My Royal Highness

Traitor!!

Marcus turned back, took and deep breath and carried her in his arms.

"What're you doing?" Devi was confused.

"Just don't say anything and cooperate!" He replied placing her smoothly on the bed and looking into her eyes.

He, then, went to the door and ordered the maid to bring medications. The maid ran away and came back with all required medications.

He came to Devi and started applying those medicines to her wounds, she sat there without any expression and looked out the window, a lone tear rolled down staining her cheek.

A knock came on the door, that brought devi back to reality, she looked at the door and found Marcus opening it.

A lady hugged her instantly and mumbled,"I was so worried, about you mark!" and hugged him instantly.

Something clenched inside her chest, she looked away.

That lady then, stopped mumbling and looked at Devi accusingly,"What're you doing here?"

"Do, I need to answer this?" Marcus asked raising his brow.

"No, but..."

That lady was about to say something but Marcus cut her short and said,"Leave, we'll talk later." He replied sternly.

"No, it's urgent!" That lady blurted.

"Save it for, tomorrow, byee, Goodnight!" Saying this he closed the door on that lady's face.

He came to her and sat next to her.

"I wasn't like this! I use to trust people. I was a bastard to my father!" A tear ran down his cheek.

Devi looked at him with interest and wiped her tear.

"He never wanted me, nor my brother! I was the first son born to a king's mistress! After, the queen, died my father decided to marry my mother, and since the only son of the former queen died and again accepting me as a prince was their second option and till now, he doesn't trusts with the throne! I know it's easy to kill, hate and betray, i never learned how to love, care and stay loyal with people! My life taught me to doubt every intention, even I don't trust my self, I always did everything, for my father to finally, here from him one day, that I'm proud of you my son!" He sighed.

That's when he felt someone pulling him towards her. Devi hugged him and said,"I don't know how to l9ve someone either, I was never married like you before, but I've seen, how much carefully, you manage the situations and things, that you love dearly!" She replied.

"But, who said I was married before?" He pulled away and looked at her confused.

"That's why, you said am your Queen in India only and That lady, isn't she your wife?" She asked looking at him curiously.

He laughed for a while and asked,"Wa..what? My wife? Jenny?" He laughed some more,"She's just a friend,who was there with me, from the very beginning, in my highs and lows, I won't deny the fact that, I had s****l relations with her!" He looked away,"But my first wife is you!" He pouted.

"Then, why don't you accept me in Italy?" She asked.

"Oh lady! You'll know, everything one day, let me make you feel at ease!" Saying this he moved towards her.

He caressed her cheeks, she closed her eyes. He wishpered,"You're so, beautiful!"

Her breathing were heavy, something was not right, she was submitting, to a person, who took away her right, her father and now, he's coming close to her.

Maybe, situation turned him to a monster, but what was her mistake, that she's suffering from all these. She immediately opened her eyes and pulled away.

"But still, you punished me without any mistake!" She replied looking away.

"s**t! You always ruin my mood!" He ran his hand through his hair.

"And you always hurt me!" She replied.

"Hey dude! Chill! Ok! Cut the crap! Today it was you who was hurting herself, I just came to settle things!" He replied.

"And how's that by warning me not to meet my father?" She asked.

"If you would've cooperated a bit, maybe my mind would've changed!" He stated.

"Hey! I'm not a girl who sells her body to change a man's opinion!" Devi replied.

"Oh god!" He took a deep breath and pulled her into a kiss, she tried to break free, but he held her still and put a finger on her lips and wishpered,"Right now, I just want you, don't know why, when, how! So cooperate or I've other ways!" He stated and pulled her to him.

He kissed her passionately and touched her everywhere, causing butterflies, in her stomach.

She was against all these, but her body said otherwise.

He touched her and kissed her. He, then, looked deep into her eyes, and thrusted into her

slowly, her moans grew louder.

They felt like pleasant music to his ears, he entered her in and out slowly, when the moans of pain were transmitted into moans of pleasure, he started picking speed, until she shuddered and both of them, came inside her.

He continued this beautiful, rhythm for an hour. She was exhausted and fell asleep. He pulled her to his chest, kissed her forhead and they fell asleep together.

"Robert!" A man came to Robert and handed him a scroll,"This's from, India!"

"Ok keep it, there!" Robert said casually, pointing at a table.

But the man stared at him accusingly, Robert gave him a bored expression and said,"Spill!"

"It's not from, Prince Marcus! But from.." Before he can complete his sentence, Robert split his throat.

Robert, stepped over his dead body and took the later, read it and smirked, removed the seal of India from that letter and placed it on another letter and created a false letter in name of that dead man.

"Soldiers! Traiter!" He shouted.

A soldier came running and looked at the dead body of his colleague,"Hairan? What happened to him?" He asked Robert.

"I killed him, because he was a traitor!" Robert replied and handed him the letter.

"Hairan, you bastard! You did a wise thing! Long live our supervisor!" The man bowed wit respect.

"Ok, ok! Now take him away!" He replied.

"Yes!" The soldiers toom the body away and left.

"Now, it's time to start interfering in my real matters!" Robert smirked.