Fate's Dark Side Chapter 330

When Tamia linked me, I had to excuse myself from the meeting and go to the office. We had been at it for two days. I need a break.

Tamia had been questioning and torturing people for two days. She needs a break.

While I walked to my office, I was mad.

I was pissed off and prayed that I catch this king very soon. I won't kill him because death would be an escape for the bastard. I planned on making the rest of his life excruciatingly painful and challenging. I planned on chipping away his sanity bit by bit and watching him suffer from fighting for it. I planned on destroying him from the inside out. Death would be an escape I wasn't willing to provide the bastard.

Tamia, Linda and Avery should have been resting and planning our wedding, which was in two weeks and some days now, but here we were, planning arrests and torturing people.

I prayed that the arrest would buy us time. I hoped the time would be enough to plan our wedding, get married, claim our mates and love each other. I prayed that we catch the king, but if we don't, I pray he goes into hiding and stops troubling us. I hoped for a lot and prayed that the goddess would grant me the best.

I moved to my office and unbuttoned my shirt. Knight was eager to ravage Tamia, and that was what we did when she entered the office. I felt at peace after.

When Tamia told me I would have to receive David, I knew she was telling the truth. It would have been wrong for me to have Tamia receive him, especially after all the lies that Jenny filled his head with.

While we walked down the hallway to welcome David, who was waiting in my lounge with his family, I was clueless about what to say.

He was the son of the woman that broke my mother's marriage, the reason my father broke his promises and never returned to who he was again. He would have taken my birthright. I should hate him by all standards, but it wasn't his fault.

It wasn't his fault that his mother was a bitch. It wasn't his fault that our father was a douchebag, and it sure wasn't his fault that he existed. Either of us could have been in the situation that he was in. I wished my parents had handled it differently, most especially my mother. I wished she cared for him and kept him close; Jenny wouldn't have been able to do what she did.

I stood before the door leading to the lounge and took a deep breath. Tamia squeezed my hands to help me calm down, and we both walked in. Being lord and soon-to-be king, I dared not show fear or weak emotions, so I held on to a brave face while we walked to where David was.

The moment I saw him, I wanted to crumble. He was the spitting image of our father. He did not wear his hair long. His brown hair and brown eyes were exactly like our father's. Although his features were softer, I knew it was because of his mother. I heard she was a beauty. A beautiful bitch.

His wife was blonde with blue eyes, and his children were beautiful. They all stood to pay their respect, and I could see the fear and concern in my brother's eyes.

I was about to speak when Tamia broke the ice by hugging his wife.

"I am so happy to finally meet my sister-in-law. You are welcome," she said joyfully and hugged David's wife.

Breaking the hug, she looked at her and her children.

"I am Tamia," she said, introducing herself, and the woman smiled warmly at Tamia.

"I am Nicole," she said and introduced her children.

"This is Tanya, Liz and Justin. They are triplets. Justin was the first to come," she said, and Tamia smiled and hugged the children warmly. David relaxed, and I extended my hand for a handshake which he willingly took.

"Welcome," I told my brother. The look in his eyes showed that my behaviour wasn't what we expected.

We sat back down, and Dominic was yet to come.