Amora's P.O.V

I couldn't breathe but currently my body's need for the vital gas didn't seem that important to me. I didn't care that my lungs burned in protest or that the logical part of my brain that still managed to function screamed that I shouldn't be allowing this to happen. I didn't want it to end although I knew that it wasn't humanly possible; I wanted this moment to last forever. Addicted to the temporary jolt of self esteem and want that ran through my hot veins I didn't want him to pull away from me.

At this moment nothing and nobody else existed. Not his nagging mother or his exe who all gathered hours ago making me feel small and insignificant. He didn't speak and neither did I as we made our way down the empty corridor towards the parked blood red sports car. My hand tightly gripped in his larger ones while I struggled to keep up with his long strides in my six inch designer heals. The fact that he lied and hid almost ninety percent of his life from me didn't matter. Why?

Because at that exact moment his hot tongue explored my mouth while his body successfully carried mine to another world. Every cell of my body quaked while oozing pleasure leaving my brain a scrabbled mess.
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(That morning)

I laid emotionally conflicted in the arms of this man. A complete stranger to me yet I felt like I knew him my whole life. I was comfortable around him and it was easy for me to fall even though I knew he didn't feel the same way towards me I guess I was okay with that. That was until he confessed his love for another woman while I laid awake in his arms a few hours ago. His confession left me conflicted did I even have the right to be as angry and hurt as I am right now. It was obvious he had a life before he met me my only question though was, would his past affect our future?

My eyes observed his features while he peacefully slept. From his tanned skin to his black curly hair that now messily sat atop his head. His perfectly straight nose, pink plump lips and sharp jaw line that now sported a five o'clock shadow. Yet what I found most impressive about his beauty was currently being hidden behind golden brown eyelids. A sickening feeling of realization finally made its way to my brain while I stared at the sleeping man. I was a nobody, even in the town I spent my entire life nobody noticed me unless I was carrying the food they ordered to their table. I was lucky that William even noticed me that day that being as far as my luck carried me.

He was in love with another women, Ria. Who I'm pretty sure loves him just as much as he does and they deserved to be happy and together. I refused to steal their happiness, most importantly I refused to remain in this situation with William because he pitied me. I was going to put an end to this once and for all and nothing he said was going to change my mind I wasn't a charity case and neither was my child. Sliding out of the King sized bed I lightly walked over to the bathroom where I did my usual morning routine. Temporarily using the time to get away from my own thoughts focusing on the bullets of hot water that sprayed my body.

"You're up rather early." Dora commented when I walked into the kitchen smiling softly at the mature woman.

"I guess." I said softly ignoring the heavy feeling that  settled on my chest.

"What's wrong?" Dora asked turning the stove off where she was preparing breakfast moving so she stood in front of me where I sat.

"Nothing I'm just...tired." I mumbled casting my eyes downward. I didn't know why but my words being true only caused the heavy feeling to worsen causing my chest muscles to tighten in acknowledgment of the pain that now slowly grew there. I was tired mostly emotionally. I knew that this was going to go up in flames yet the conformation of that knowledge stung for some reason.

"Go back to bed I'll bring you your breakfast." She instructed to which I quickly shook my head in disagreement to. I couldn't go back and lay in the same bed with him. I didn't want to be here anymore at least not anywhere close to him. Even though my apartment wasn't anything grand nor was it anything when compared to this house it was still home. I was comfortable and as happy as I managed to keep without my mother and the stress of working to pay off her medical debt. Patting my head lightly she went back to her task at hand cooking whatever she was preparing for breakfast.

"Morning baby." His voice whispered in my ear which caused me to freeze my eyes stinging from the excess tears that suddenly pooled in my eyes. Curse these overactive hormones of mine. Quickly standing from my seat I side stepped his tall frame and quickly made my way down the hallway entering the bedroom and locking the door behind me.

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William's P.O.V

"What's wrong with her?" I asked looking at Amora's retreating figure choosing to give her some space for now at least.

"I don't know she's your wife not mine." Dora fired back which caused me to mentally roll my eyes at her behavior.

"You can't possibly still be angry because of yesterday." I muttered looking at her darkened brown eyes knowing fully well what was coming.

"I'm going to be angry with you for a very long time. Coming to me to remove love bites off your skin from some tramp when you're married and expecting a child! You aren't a little teenage boy anymore and you need to grow up! Very quickly at that!" She ranted pausing to catch her breath all while I looked at the red faced woman knowingly. "Whatever you did to that girl upset her and she doesn't even know what you did the night before. All while she tossed and turned because she couldn't sleep properly you were out disrespecting her with another one of your temporary whores! She deserves better than you William and clearly she's going to leave your ass sooner or later with your child in hand and it'll be all your fault!" She said slamming a hot skillet onto the counter as if to drive her point home.

"If I didn't respect her I wouldn't have left but I do agree that I allowed it to go to far." I defended weakly taking a precautionary step away from the angered woman with the hot skillet in her hand. I knew what I did the night before was wrong but I did nothing to Amora at least not to my knowledge for her to be upset with me. The fact that I willingly turned down sex blew my mind but it surely didn't change the way Dora felt about the situation.

"Do you want a trophy for doing the right thing William because you'd have to wait a bit for me to get one from the nobody cares association. You had no right even being in the same building as that girl knowing how manipulative she is  and how dense you get when you're around her." She argued her face growing a brighter shade of red as she spoke. I knew better than to attempt to defend myself at this point to the crazy woman who stood before me seeing that it'll just earn me a hot skillet to my face.

Without spearing Dora another glance I left the kitchen knowing that if I didn't she'd hit me with something sooner or later. Dora acted more like my mother than my biological one ever did throughout my entire life. She thought me everything I knew and whatever she couldn't teach me my father did. I saw her as my mother I spent my entire life with the woman I knew better than to talk to her when she was angry. I didn't go into the room Amora and I shared either wisely choosing to give the both women their space I slipped into my office where I stayed for awhile. Reflecting on the events that took place a night ago a small smirk tugged at my lips at the realization. The fact that it was so easy to turn down sex was both shocking and mind boggling.

It was shocking because I found myself comparing my past encounters with her to sex with my wife and my ex lover was nothing compared to the way Amora makes me feel. She didn't have to do anything at all for me to feel anything actually. The smallest things she did made me smile. Like how she gets excited over the simplest things shying away from extravagance. Her humility or the way her brown eyes glosses over when she steals glimpses at me when she thinks I'm not looking. Her natural beauty coated her soul and that was more than I could say about any woman I have ever been with.

Dora was right though, she deserved better. I didn't deserve a woman as pure and faithful as Amora but  I wasn't going to let her go. She was mine and I was willing to give her anything to keep her happy even though I knew I couldn't offer her love. After that day I was sure that I could never love another woman again. I was never going to give that amount of power to another woman to the point where she could destroy me. Once was enough. Yet that didn't mean that I wasn't going to treat her like the Queen that she was...myQueen. I knew for a fact that at this point whether I liked it or not I cared for her.

Pulling open a draw I grabbed the cool metal object before leaving my office and walking over to the locked door of our bedroom. Slipping the gold key into the lock I pushed the door open to find the room empty. My heart beat quickened at the sight of the emtpty room but soon returned to its natural tempo when I saw her small figure emerge from out of the bathroom door. As usual her brown eyes were casted downwards as she made her way over to the bed I'm guessing that is until she bumped into my awaiting frame.

"God you scared me." She mumbled clutching her chest.

"I'm sorry." I apologized softly not wanting to get her angry for whatever I did.

"It's okay." She said before walking over to the bed.

"We need to talk." I muttered the same four words I once dreaded coming out of the mouth of any woman I ever dated.

"About what?" She asked looking at me while nervously nibbling on her bottom lip. Instantly I forgot what I had to say when her pink tongue darted out to moisten her plump lips.

"Don't do that." I muttered in a gruff voice trying hard to control myself.

"Do wh...," her question being cut of by the irritating ring tone of my phone that sat on the bedside table. With an exasperated sigh I answered the phone placing a chaste kiss on her lips before leaving the room.

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Amora's P.O.V

One phone call was all it took for me to be where I now stood. Staring at myself in the mirror while I uncomfortably tugged at the black material of my dress. My hair was now straightened and left to fall past my shoulders in slight waves. My boring brown eyes seemed to be sparkling under the artificial light in the bathroom thanks to the makeup I now wore. Looking down at the black designer dress that clung to my body and matching black heals that added at least six inches to my regular height. Personally it was all a bit too much but I guess I was dressed to meet the King literally which wasn't very comforting to my nerves.

"Babe you look fine nothing's wrong with your outfit. Could we please go to the dining area now?" William asked from where he stood behind me his dark blue eyes surveying my attire as he spoke. I didn't want to be here but again I didn't have a choice it seemed. Taking a deep breath I walked away from the mirror and over to the wooden door leaving the safety of the secluded space and into the spacious corridor that seemed to be never ending. My heal cladded feet clawed at the beautiful gold and white marble floors I thought were way to beautiful to walk on. Beautiful paintings hung from the yellow walls they all looked old which only made them even more interesting to me. I didn't get that much time to gaze at them but the quick glances I stole served as enough for now.

"William." A tall blonde greeted stretching her pale arms out to him once we entered the huge dining room where a mahogany rectangular table stretched almost half of the long room it being able to hold at least seventy people. Three elegant crystal chandlers hung from the ceiling. The room's extravagance lived up to expectation seeing that it was apart of of palace and all. I was so busy observing the room that I forgot about William and whoever the woman was.

"Amora this is my older sister Maria." William introduced me to her I pleasantly smiled at her not wanting her to think I was rude.

"A new one already?" She joked lightly punching her younger brother on the shoulder paying my presence absolutely no mind.

"Says the person who got married twice in one month." William said pushing her lightly while laughing. I'm guessing the joke was supposedly funny from where they stood. The two continued their conversation choosing to walk over to the far corner of the room leaving me where I stood originally.

"Amora!" I heard a familiar voice scream before Rose's skinny arms wrapped around me in a bone crushing hug.

"I can't breathe Rosalie." I wheezed which caused her to release me from her death grip.

"Don't call me that only my father calls me by that horrid name!" She whined as if the name alone caused her physical pain of some sort.

"Sorry Rosalie." I mumbled smirking wickedly at her which she just rolled her blue eyes before dragging me over to one of the many empty seats that lined the table. Sitting here I felt both out of place and cheap. This wasn't who I was the fancy clothes, the makeup and clearly I didn't fit in well with the exception of Rose who I've grown to love. I knew that this wasn't going to end well but it was going to be the first and last time I'll be around his family anyway. I didn't want to be here anymore nor was I going to sit around and dote over somebody who didn't care for me. I made my mind up and nothing was going to make me change it!

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A/N
This chapter would be part one of the chapter and what happens durning dinner and after dinner would be part two of the chapter! I wanted to give as much details as possible and I'm sorry if you guys think I took to long to update😔 sorry

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