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

/"Zane, do not provoke your brother again./" The Queen warned with a severe face, regaining some serious scolding.

/"I was only having fun, chill little bro./" He snickered wickedly.

/"You won't have fun when I throw your lifeless body toward the river./" He said in the same tone as his brother used. I don't want him to fight with Prince Zane.

/"Rhyker, let him go./" Livy said sternly beside me, he sighed deeply while closing his eyes, and abruptly he lets go of Zane who rubbed his cheek with a smile on his face. How can he smile while he got his face smashed against the table?

/"I'm hurt, Miss Gran, help me treat my bruises, please./" He addressed me, no way I will treat this bastard bruises.

/"Who the fuck do you think you are? Get a fucking doctor!/" Rhyker seethed.

/"Why? We already have a doctor right here./" He pointed to me, a shy person who didn't want to be here or just be recognized.

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