The Crown Prince's Love

~Randy's POV~

What have I done? Those were the questions plaguing my mind as I witnessed Desmond walking out of the club.

Disgust surged within me for having kissed another man, a betrayal even I despised.

How can I be so stupid to have done something like that? This thought resonated in my head. I not only kissed someone else but I ignored my boyfriend!

I rubbed my forehead, the lingering effects of alcohol dissipating, allowing clarity to set

in. My gaze shifted to the man I had kissed, who approached with a smug smile.

"Would you like to go for a second round?" he asked.

I frowned, shaking my head firmly. "I don't want anything to do with you!" I snapped, pushing past him in my pursuit of Desmond.

Outside, Desmond was nowhere in sight, and my attempts to call him went unanswered.

What have I done?

All I wanted was to make him jealous, but now, I found myself acting like a complete

idiot in front of my boyfriend. Was it jealousy or my misguided thoughts that led me to this nonsense? I couldn't comprehend why I had jeopardized my relationship with Desmond.

He's around here somewhere.

I need to find him, and.. I paused, struggling to catch my breath. If I lost Desmond due to my actions, I would forever harbor self hatred.

It was all my fault, I should have listened to him when he brought Caspian home. The shock of him introducing someone he had just met for a day had clouded my judgment. We hadn't even spent a week here, and everything had already unraveled. I didn't want to believe that Hecate was the one playing games with us, manipulating our emotions to drive us apart. Even though I didn't want to accept that she was the culprit, I shouldn't have acted in such a manner.

This is not about Caspian, and I know it. I acted so wrongly towards Desmond that I'm shocked by my actions.

He is my boyfriend, for goodness sake, and yet I treat him like this!

I followed Desmond's lingering scent, leading me to a dark alley illuminated only by a streetlight. Despite the darkness, there was no figure in sight. I shouted Desmond's name, apologizing for my actions and expressing remorse. "I am sorry for every one of my actions towards you because you didn't deserve it, and I was such a jerk to have acted that way."

As I paused, placing my hands on the wall to take a deep breath, someone else called my name. It wasn't Desmond, but the voice sounded familiar, it was the man from the club, the one I had kissed.

"I've been following you for a while. What the hell are you doing alone in this dark alley?" he questioned.

"Please leave me alone and go away," I said in a low yet audible tone. "I don't want anyone close to me, so please, leave me alone."

The man laughed, claiming he couldn't resist my intrigue. He moved closer, raising my chin and insinuating an invitation. I pushed him away, but he overpowered me.

"What the hell.." I began, but he interrupted with a chuckle. "You kissed me in the club, invited me here, and now you're acting like this. I am going to..."

I kicked his legs, momentarily distracting him, and flipped him over my shoulder. "I'll spare you if you leave now, but if you don't, I will teach you a lesson," I warned. "I didn't kiss you because I wanted you."

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As I turned to leave, I halted when I heard him burst into laughter. Turning back, I saw him on his feet, heading towards me with calculated steps, as if I were his prey and he the predator.

"What are you..."

The man chuckled and snapped his fingers, summoning four more people from the shadows. "What am I?" he retorted, pointing to himself. "I am human. And you? Should

I call you the crown prince pretending to a normal human!"

His revelation stunned me. How had he uncovered my identity? No one here was supposed to recognize me, except within the penthouse granted by the King.

"Where is my boyfriend?" I demanded. "Since you know my identity, you've been watching me since I arrived here, right?"

He shrugged in response.

"Whatever you say, but tonight, I'm going to take your life!" he declared, conjuring a gleaming, menacing longsword.

Who was he, and why was he after me?

"Where is my boyfriend?" I repeated, glancing around as the men surrounded me.

The man chuckled, deliberately avoiding my question, infuriating me.

"Where is Desmond?" I screamed, my patience wearing thin.

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He cleared his throat and then looked around. "All it took was for my men to distract him. He was too broken to notice us after witnessing you and I locking lips. I hit him at the back of his head," he laughed.

My anger surged. "If you dare hurt my man, I will make sure to ruin you! Don't you dare go after him!"

"But I did!" he replied, lunging at me with the sword. "Dodge if you can, but I won't kill you. She wants you alive."

At the mention of "she," my eyes widened.

Amidst my thoughts, I narrowly dodged the sword. I wasn't adept at combat, and while they were aware of my existence, my father warned me to remain hidden.noveldrama

Revealing my identity was not an option.

I was interrupted from my thought by the man lunging at me again, the sword dangerously close to my stomach. Reacting quickly, I placed my hand on the blade before it pierced me.

"You can't fight your destiny, Prince Randy," the man taunted.

"Whoever sent you must know how tough I am!" I retorted, pushing him away and causing the sword to drop. "Was it Hecate who sent you?"

The man laughed as he retrieved the sword. "I'm surprised you haven't figured it out. Yes, Hecate sent me. I'm one of the angels of death, borrowing this form. If you hurt me, you break your father's trust by harming someone just few days after you arrived. He'll be disappointed."

Frustration boiled within me. I couldnt retaliate without harming the innocent body he is in. "What does Hecate want from me? Why is she after me?" I demanded. "Doesn't she know when to stop?"

"You are just a pawn. Your parents are to blame for all of this. You should give up and avoid a fight," he advised, gesturing to the three heavily built men behind me, each armed with a sword. No matter how hard I tried, they appeared far more powerful than

me.