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Amora's P.O.V

With parted lips I looked down at the familiar pair of bright blue eyes that bored into mine pure mischief gleaming in the depths of his darkened orbs. His hot breath teasingly brushed against my sensitive flesh as his icy finger tips brushed against the lace material causing pleasurable tingles to explode where his fingers were lightly stroking my covered gem.

Planting soft kisses on my exposed thighs his gaze never left mine as I laid looking down at him where he laid shirtless between my parted legs. Kissing up my body pausing at my lips he firmly molding his to mine. His hot tongue slipped into my mouth as his large hands ran up and down my body leaving behind a trail of goosebumps. Breaking the blissful kiss his once burning blue eyes darkened glossing over a deep frown settling on his pink lips.

"I loved you Amora." He mumbled stroking my cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"I know." I replied turning my head placing a kiss on his hand where it had gone still on my cheek.

"Then why'd you leave me? You took everything from me." He croaked a single tear running down his pale cheek landing with an inaudible plop on my chest. The single tear successfully shattering my barely functioning heart into a million peaces.

"Please." He begged leaning so he planted one last kiss onto my lips before fading into the darkness that surrounded us leaving me an anxious mess.

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With a loud gasp I shot up out of my sleep ripping the thick covers off my now clammy shaking body. My entire body covered in a sheen of cold sweat as I struggled to get my uneven breathing to get back to its normal rate. The words 'it's just a dream' rapidly flew off my lips in a chorus of breathy gasps as my racing heart rocked my ribcage in distress. To say that I was sick and tired of seeing the handsome blue eyed devil who now haunted my dreams would be an understatement.

Every night for the past six months this dream has haunted me and with every passing night it gets worst. It feels so real it's as though he's right there. I feel the shivers that run up my spine when his icy finger tips contact my heated skin, his hot tongue as it dances along with mine before it all stops.  Just when I think he's going to say something that's going to soothe the ache I felt in my chest the illusion fades into nothingness. Empty thick black nothingness that's usually filled with the sound of my shallow breathing and the sound of my racing heart echoing in my ears.

Glimpsing over at the digital clock that sat on my bedside table the glowing red numbers read 1:30am. With a frustrated huff I climbed out of bed knowing fully well that I wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep I shuffled out of my room and into the door adjacent from mine. Walking over to the rectangular wooden frame that sat in the corner of the room that was currently being lit by the soft glow that came from the butterfly lamp that sat in the opposite corner of the room a soft smile tugged at my lips as I looked down at my sleeping angel. Her curly hair laid messily atop her head as she sucked on her tiny golden fists. Reaching out I stroked her chubby cheek leaning over pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before leaving her room and making my way to the only place I found comfort at times like these. The kitchen.

Walking over to the refrigerator I grabbed the black and pink tub of ice cream that sat in the freezer all alone. Sticking a spoonful of the creamy goodness into my mouth I finally relaxed when the taste of cheesecake exploded on my tastebuds. I had long grown tired of crying myself to sleep after I'd had the dream now I chose to allow the delicious dessert to temporarily take my racing mind off its usual gilt trip. I constantly criticize myself saying that I was selfish, a horrible mother, a horrible wife and a horrible person. My own mental scrutiny had long been accepted. Maybe Dora was right. I wasn't cut out to properly care for a Royal baby. However they were to be cared for. I'd done the same thing my mother had done to me to my child and we all know where that lead me. It was selfish and inconsiderate of me to rip my unborn child away from her father simply because I chose to walk away from a situation that could've been easily fixed.

He loved her that much I knew and even if I'd tried to convince myself that what Dora said wasn't true it was. I wanted to hurt William just as much as he did me and the only way I could was to leave. Even though we got married  because I was pregnant I was still his wife and I miserably failed at it. I failed as a wife and mother even before I'd welcomed my beautiful bundle of joy into the world and as much as I try to act as though I was okay with this prefabricated life  I was currently living I honesty hated it. I wanted the best for my child and that's exactly what I'm going to give her even if it means that I'm unhappy.

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"Where's my beautiful granddaughter?" His rich voice happily enquired as soon as he walked into the door casually dressed in dark jeans and a plaid shirt covered by a black coat. "There's my beautiful bambina!" He cooed walking over to the red faced five month old who looked up at her grandfather lovingly from her rocker. I sat silently observing the greeting when I felt a warm liquid run down my cheek quickly wiping it away I tried to leave the room unnoticed before the river of tears caused by guilt came along but of course that didn't work .

"Amora." A familiar voice grumbled causing my body to stiffen. I was nowhere ready to deal with this right now. I had enough going on emotionally. God I didn't need this to be happening to me right now!!!

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William's P.O.V

I sat on the gold and red throne my lips in a firm line as I glared at the photographer that seemed to believe that I had nothing better to do with my damn time. I didn't want to be here yet just like countless other things I didn't want to do I was willingly doing it. Not because it made me happy; something I was not yet it seemed that nobody cared, but because it made other people happy. I didn't get how seeing the face of a man who'd forgotten how to smile or do anything related to showing emotion plastered on the front page of every magazine and newspaper brought people happiness but that didn't mean I wasn't going to do it even if I didn't understand. That's what being a good leader entailed, compromise.

"Why do you insist on wearing that dumb ring." My adviser grumbled snapping me out of my daze when she saw me fiddling with the silver and diamond band that sat on my ring finger.

"Because I'm married Piper do you have a problem with that?" I growled turning to glare at the pudgy woman that now stood beside me.

"Mhh." She hummed visibly choosing to say nothing even though I knew she wanted to say a lot more.

"Good. Now are we done here?" I asked standing to my full height straightening out my suite.

"Yes but a maid is waiting in your office to speak to you about something important and when you're done with that you have a conference call scheduled for 2pm with the president of the United States." She informed me before I left the room heading to my office praying that I won't have to kill this maid for wasting my time. I've been king four months now and even though it has been something I was afraid of screwing up but I now believed I was afraid of screwing up the wrong aspect of my life all along.

"Your Highness." The young brown skinned maid gasped when she saw me enter my office shooting up from her seat and bowing in respect.

"Sit quickly and say what you have to say I don't have time to waste." I growled regretting it when I saw fear settle on her features.

"HH....hhere." She stuttered placing a piece of paper onto my desk with shaking hands. Leaning forward I read the date and initials that were scribbled down behind the paper in delicate cursives. 6/8/15 S.R.N.

"What does this have to do with anything?" I asked struggling to keep my temper in check.

"I was cleaning the living quarters and I found this picture of this baby laying on the floor of the main hallway. She kinda looks like you and...and I thought maybe you should have a look at it seeing that you're looking for your baby and her mother." She explained flipping the paper over revealing a picture of a beautiful smiling baby girl. Soft sandy brown skin, a head full of ink black curls and beautiful blue grey eyes that resembled mine. My heart stopped at the mere possibility of this beautiful creature being the product of something I'd helped create. I didn't know how she knew so much about a private investigation but at this point I didn't care. My fingers lovingly ran over the picture as my eyes greedily took in every detail of the small picture.

"Thank you." I mumbled finally looking away from the picture to the smiling woman that sat before me.

"It's okay. I grew tired of seeing you unhappy. You do so much for our country yet it seems that nobody takes the time to see that you're hurting." She replied smiling sadly at me before standing from her seat on her way to the door.

"Wait! What do you want in return...I mean for the picture and all." I rambled reaching in my draw to pull out my cheque book.

"Nothing. Just smile a little for me." She giggled winking at me before walking out of my office.

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"What I don't get is why the fuck I pay you guys so much when you do absolutely nothing but sit on your asses all day!" I hollered allowing my frustration to coat the words that left my mouth.

"Sir we are working night and day searching for your wife it isn't easy and it is going to take some time." One of the investigators explained calmly which only added to my anger.

"Clearly it isn't easy because for the past six months you've found absolutely nothing! A fucking maid turned out to be more reliable than an entire team of 'professionals'!" I screamed slapping Piper's hand away when she tried to rest it on my arm in a feeble attempt to calm me down. "You all have less than twenty four hours to find all the information there is to be found on this picture." I concluded slamming a copy of the picture and information onto the glass table before marching out of the room. With the original copy of the picture clasped in my hand as I walked down the hallway my eyes zeroed in on a familiar figure slipping out of a bedroom.

"Rosalie what are you doing here?" I asked causing my sister who's supposed to be at boarding school to visibly tense on hearing my voice.

"I...I was looking for something I left in my room." She stuttered her blue eyes anxiously dancing around landing on anything but mine.

"Rosalie if you are hiding something from me you might as well tell me now because if or when I figure out what it is I can assure you that the repercussions won't be nice." I said firmly glaring at my younger sister who finally looked up at me under her thick eyelashes guilt shining bright in her eyes.

"I was looking for...,"

"Your highness you're needed urgently in your office." One of my securities announced cutting off whatever Rose was about to say.

"Rose wait for me in my living quarter we aren't done talking." I said firmly before walking down the corridor to my office my mind running wild with different scenarios I'd have to deal with hopefully the problem wouldn't take much out of me. I had enough on my plate between my missing family and governing my country as best as I could anything other than that would only assist in driving me over the edge my sanity has been hanging from for the past few months.

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A/N
There's another chapter I know I took long to update but my week at school has been crazy!! And it doesn't seem to be getting any easier but I'll update as often as I can I promise ☺️

🎀bye for now Itgrl