Eustoma_Reyna

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content]
“I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...”

King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him.

But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go.

Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul?
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Note: 
Volume 1 & 2: Main Story 
Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555)

Volume 3: Side Story
Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641)
"I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..."

Volume 4: Side Story
Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701)
"Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..."

Volume 5:
Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805)
“I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…”

Special Chapters onwards - completed

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The Crown's Entrapment

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Freya sat in front of her own reflection inside her bedchamber. What happened back on the stairs kept on replaying itself right before her. From her own memories, she clearly felt some form of electric shock as soon as Lord Gideon caught her and held her by the waist last night.

"It could've been part of the Mate Pull," she murmured out with a pout. Lord Gideon clearly felt it too. Honestly, she was surprised by how vocal he was being to her.

Last night, he also confessed to her that he felt the Mate Pull towards her, but she didn't bother to say a word. She had assumed that her dear brother already informed Lord Gideon of how she recognized him as her mate, so she didn't think she needed to mention it again to him last night.

We’re Mates