THIRD PERSON'S POV
Thirty minutes earlier…
“King Larson Darling,” Lori drawled in her signature, seductive tone. A lazy sensual tone that made the King a pawn in her games in the first place. “I need you to see things from my own perspective.”
She was irritated by the sheer sight of him and his spoiled brats. Those jerks, who have always been up to no good. Time and time again, she'd tried to manage their excesses, but they kept pushing her to the edge of her seat.
Every tinge of patience she had in her mental safe, seeped out with each drastic action, and had dried up. King Larson, who was still weak, managed to put up a weak smile. “Honey, I can't punish them like that…” Between the haze that clouded his thoughts, and the problem on ground, Larson wasn't getting any better. “They'
