DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 11 – 20
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 11 – 20
The guy staggered back, falling on a table. Nickolas raised a leg to place on his chest.
“Apologize on your knees, or you’ll lose your knees” he muttered, lowering himself for more effect.
By now, every music playing in the club is off, leaving everyone to gather around the scene.
* The princes?
* How did this start?
* It doesn’t matter, the guy needs to apologize before they render him legless.
* Can they really do that?
* Are you kidding? They’re like the three horsemen, you don’t see their bouncers and military guards surrounding the club?
“Apologize!” Nickolas demanded again, and the guy laughed out loud, his lips split from the slap.
“Why would I? It’s just vomit, no hard feelings” he said, and now it’s Colt’s turn to take over.
He snatched him from Nickolas, and when the guy took the chance to attack, Colt kneeled him on the groin, making him pee on himself.
“Hmmnn!!” He groaned as he was pushed to the ground by Colt who faced the crowd.
“Feeling queasy? Come make a mess on him” he said, and that was it.
Several drunk people were pushed forward, and they began vomiting on the guy who wouldn’t dare to move.
When the sixth drunk person vomited on him, he struggled to his feet, but Colt gave him a deep jab on the tummy, making him fall on his knees.
“Apologize, or they’ll pee in your mouth next” he said, his voice clear like crystal.
The guy looked around, feeling shameful with the several eyes on himself especially the girls. The vomit on his body stinks like hell, and he fought a blink before facing Tristan.
“I’m sorry” he finally apologized.
“You’re not allowed to step this clubhouse again. Ion care who your father is” Tristan replied, walking out of the clubhouse.
His brothers followed him out, and everyone in the club screamed in admiration, shouting your highnesses as they made their exit.
The guy ran out of the clubhouse, smelling so bad.
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 11 – 20
NEXT MORNING, MONARCHIAL PALACE*
Colt opened the door to Rania’s room and met her sitting on the bed edge, looking deserted with tearful face.
Immediately he entered, Rania stood, wiping the tears as she walked to him.
“Colt”
He revealed his right hand, showing her a car key which she took slowly.
“Getting jealous of Queen Victoria’s Ferrari is bullshit, that’s the key to yours, get it from the park” he said sternly, and she smiled.
“Seriously? Thank you! Thank you Colt I love you so much! I know you love me too you just don’t like showing it! Don’t worry, I won’t hurt maids again and I’ll change” she said.
“I hate your promises, they’re invalid” he replied, pushing his hands into his slacks pockets.
“This one is valid, I promise! I’ll make your favorite food by myself this morning before the maids take over the kitchen” she smiled again.
“Is there a program today?” He asked curiously.
“Yeah… His Majesty is meeting with his subordinates in his courtroom. That includes the Prime Minister, The Senator, The Earl, The military higher ups and several others. There’s an ongoing case I think” Rania explained.
“Does that include their wives?” Colt replied.
“Yeah! They’re coming with their wives” Rania nodded, and Colt’s eyes darkened.
“You don’t have to make me breakfast, leave it to the maids”
“No. I’ll make it and you’ll eat, you don’t miss my food?” Rania pouted like a kid, and he smiled.
“Make it then”
“Of course!” She gushed, rushing out of the room.
The first person she met on the wide staircase was Victoria.
“Good morning, Rania” Victoria greeted.
“Pocket your greetings” Rania pushed her out of the way, waving her Ferrari keys at her.
“My son got me one, you can’t separate us you’ll keep failing, witch!” She sneered, going downstairs angrily.
Victoria said nothing as she went her way.
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 11 – 20
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