Philip’s point of view :-
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It’s been three days now that I have captured Harry’s mate. But yet to this day, neither did he come looking for her at my doorstep, nor that bi*ch spoke a word to beg for my forgiveness. I kept her starving these three days, in a dark cell. But I still can’t break her arrogance yet. What else can I do to get both of them on my feet? How can I punish them to satisfy my inner rage?
“My king. You are drifting away again while eating your food. It’s getting cold.” I was having my morning breakfast with my mate, Meghan. But as always, my mind went somewhere else instead of the moment.
“Oh! Sorry. I was just thinking about something.” Yes. I just said sorry for being distracted while I was with her. Meghan is the only person I apolog
