Hemilia Gran is a student in Hevialia Academy, it's a magical academy where only supernatural people studies there. She is pursuing her dream to become the first female physician in Rosla.

Prince Rhyker Danker, is an intelligent man who changed the country, he was the perfect human which every woman wants. Looks, intelligence, personality, everything that is perfect, he owned that.

What will happens when she will meet the fourth Prince of Rosla?


"Hemilia." He breathed out, his husky voice that hypnotized me everytime.

"Prince Rhyker, you know well that we can't be together." I said sternly, the society and his entourage were judging us because he is the perfect man in Rosla while I'm just a student who is only going to be a physician.

"Do you think I care about that?" He asked, he rubbed my moist lips with his finger, pushing his finger in my mouth.

"Do you think I care about them?" He asked harshly, pushing his finger down on my throat.

He slammed me against the wall and pushed another finger in my mouth.

"I don't fucking care about them, I only care about you." He scowled and let go of my mouth, I gasped and tried to breathe but then he smashed his lips against me. Kissing me aggressively. 

He was the prince, he could take any beautiful woman he wants but instead, he marked me as his.


WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AND CURSING WORDS.

Rhyker

He looked at his hands clenching hard while having the thought of his father hurting his dear girlfriend, but then his mother said that they can be together since she will be a royal physician. He can't imagine a life without her, her joy, her smile and everything about her is important to him.

He can't...abandon her, never will. He's willing to face anyone who seems to be a threat to his relationship. He picked up the phone that was beside the sofa and dial someone.

/"Prince Rhyker, it's an honour to receive a call from you./" The interlocutor said, he jeered and stood up from the sofa, heading toward his office since his girlfriend left him in order to get escape from him.

/"Do me a favour./" He said without beating any rush, he didn't have any time to chit-chat.

/"You are asking a favour, not some goddamn sweets./" The person snapped with annoyance.

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