Cruel King: A Dark New Adult Romance (Royal Elite)

Everyone falls. Including the king and his queen.

I shriek as the gunshot reverberates all around us.

My fingers dig into Dad’s forearm as my frantic gaze slides over him, looking for any injury.

“I’m fine, Astrid.” He motions behind him to a hole in the wall.

My heartbeat skyrockets until it’s impossible to focus on anything but the buzzing in my ears.

“Put the shotgun down, Victoria.” Dad speaks in a calm yet firm tone as he cages me behind him.

Still, I peek around him.

Victoria stands at the entrance, her finger trembling on the trigger. For the first time in my life, I see tears streaming down her cheeks.

I always joked with Dan that she’s an unfeeling robot considering she doesn’t show emotions. But I should’ve known that those are the most dangerous.

“I stood by you.” Her voice is shaky and she seems on the verge of a nervous breakdown. “I was the perfect wife for you. I did everything from those dinners to those stupid wives’ gathering. How dare you throw me away?”

“We had a deal, Victoria,” he tells her slowly. “I told you the marriage was a contract. I provided a home for you and your daughter and paid your dead husband’s debts. In return, you play the wife’s façade. You agreed to those terms.”

“I thought you’d come around.” Her finger shakes on the trigger, and I shrink further behind Dad’s back. “I waited for you to come around. We could’ve been a real family…” She smiles in nostalgia then it drops. “If it weren’t for that slut.”

“My mother wasn’t a slut,” I grit out.

“And you!” She points both her gun and manic expression at me. “The Clifford name is my daughter’s right. You don’t deserve anything except for rotting with your whore of a mother. But you just refuse to fucking die.”

My lips part as I choke on air. My gaze slides from her to Dad. His jaw clenches but he keeps his calm. “So you did it. You hit Astrid at the party.”

“Yes, I did it. I went to pick up Nicole, and this little bitch was running in the street begging to be hit.” She laughs. “I slowed down about to stop, but then, I thought that if you joined your mother, we’ll finally be a real family.”

My eyes blur as I stare at the monster in her eyes. She planned to kill me. It wasn’t an accident. She did it on purpose.

Anger bubbles in my veins like a hurricane. Then it hits me. The old Mercedes Nicole drove the other day was the same Mercedes I saw parked near our house a day before Mum’s accident.

“You manipulated my mother’s brakes, didn’t you?”

“I did that, too.” She smiles like a psycho. “Henry was planning to divorce me and marry her, so I decided to erase her. Pity you didn’t go down with her like a good little bitch.”

I scream and push past Dad towards her. I’m going to murder her. I’m going to choke her with my bare hands.

Dad yanks me back as Victoria’s stance widens in menace.

“Let me go!” I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Dad, let me go!”

“Yes, let her go, Henry.” Her voice is soft, motherly almost. “If you do, we’ll finally be a family.”

“We were never going to be a family!” Dad’s voice rises. “The only family I wanted was Jasmine and Astrid.”

“No…” A tear slides down her cheek. “You only felt duty towards her because she trapped you with a baby.”

“There was no duty about Jasmine. She’s the only woman I’d ever love.”

“No. Henry. We’re a family.”

He shakes his head, his voice steel. “Not anymore.”

“You!” She screams aiming her shotgun at me. “It’s all because of you. I’m going to kill you this time.”

I swallow, my limbs shaking until it’s impossible to control them.

Dad stands fully in front of me until I can barely see anything.

“Drop the gun, Victoria.” He speaks low. “Don’t make this worse than it already is.”

She shakes her head frantically.

“The police are on their way.” He enunciates. “It’s over.”

“No! No! That little bitch doesn’t get to live her life while I rot behind bars.”

“Mother…”

All our attention snaps to the voice coming from behind Victoria.

Nicole stands on shaking legs with Levi and Dan behind her.

They came.

Tears fill my eyes. Levi returned for me. He didn’t give up on me.

Our eyes meet for the briefest second and in his light blue ones, I see concern and longing. Desperate, intense longing that matches my own.

“Nicole?” Victoria stammers. “Go back to your room, darling. I’ll take care of this and come fetch you, okay?”

“Mother, stop.” Nicole’s voice shakes with every word like she’s finding it hard to speak. “Please.”

“But, honey. I’m doing this for us. For your future. You will be a Clifford soon.”

“I don’t want to be a Clifford. I love Dad’s name just fine.”

“What are you talking about? That’s what we worked for.”

“That’s what you worked for. I only wanted to be free of all these shackles and protocols and wearing masks.” She hiccoughs. “I only put up with this life for you, Mother.”

“But… how about your future and the doors the family name will open for you?” She pauses. “We’ll talk about this later after I finish this.”

Dan nudges Nicole, and she winces before stepping forward.

“Mother, please.” She reaches a shaky hand towards her mother. “Uncle Henry always gave us everything we wanted, you can’t hurt him.”

“I won’t hurt him. It’s his daughter that I’ll kill.”

“Stop!” She shrieks. “Just stop it, Mother. I already lost my father, I can’t lose you, too.”

Victoria lowers her gun, tears shining in her eyes. “I… I did all of it for you, darling. I did everything so you can have a better life.”

“I know.” Nicole cries, pulling her mother into a hug. “I know.”

I gasp as Levi steps forward and yanks the shotgun out of Victoria’s fingers.

For a second, I think it’ll go off and kill him or Victoria will put up a fight and shoot him.

I only breathe in relief when it remains inert in his hold.

Dad pulls me to his side, his arms clasped tightly around my back in a protective hold.

I hug him back even though a part of me wants to run to Levi and kiss him.

Officers barge inside with the deputy commissioner on toll. One of the officers yanks Victoria’s arms behind her back and handcuffs her.

“Victoria Clifford, you’re under arrest for attempted murder on Jasmine Green and Astrid Clifford. You have the right to remain silent…”

As the officer reads Victoria’s rights, Nicole sobs begging them to let her go.

Even though I don’t feel the slightest sympathy for Victoria and I’m happy she’s finally getting what she deserves, I can’t help feeling bad for Nicole.

Life as she knows it is over now. She lost both her parents and there’s nothing she can do to stop it or turn back time.

Daniel clutches Nicole’s shoulder, yanking her back, when she keeps holding on to her mother. She tries to fight him, but Victoria shakes her head.

In full Victoria style, she stops crying and lifts her chin like the aristocrat she is.

Dad pats my hand and walks towards her. He nods at Dan to take Nicole away. Once my step-sister’s sobs disappear down the hall, Dad stares down at Victoria with the most furious expression I’ve ever seen on his face.

“You took a life from me and I promise that I’ll take yours back.” He speaks with pure contempt that causes my skin crawl. “I’ll make sure you rot in prison until the day you die.”

Her breathing hitches as she shakes her head.

Dad exchanges a look with the deputy commissioner before they all walk down the hall.

I go to follow them when Levi blocks my path, looking down at me with furrowed brows.

He must’ve gave the shotgun to one of the officers because his hands are empty. When he opens his arms, I want to dive into them so hard.

I want to cry into his embrace and tell him how much I love him.

But that would only be torture for the both of us.

Our fate was decided three years ago on a rainy night by a stray dog. Nothing short of a time travel machine would change the past.

Maybe then, Mum would be alive and married to Dad. Maybe then, Levi’s father would be alive, too.

Maybe there wouldn’t be a feud between Jonathan King and Lord Henry Clifford.

Maybe we would have met under different circumstances.

But there are no maybes in my life. There are no time travel machines either.

Truth is, we were over before we even started.

And that hurts.

“Astrid…” He trails off as if he can’t find the word. “I love you. I’m fucking crazy about you, princess.”

Tears barge into my eyes, but I push them back.

Be strong.

You have to be strong.

“And I love you, Levi,” I murmur the words as if I’m afraid of them.

I’m afraid that now they’re out there, I doomed myself to a harder fall.

He smiles as his lips capture mine.

It’s impossible to resist him. I can’t.

I’m crashing and burning, but I still enjoy every hit. Every lash. Every burn.

The kiss is filled with so much passion and unspoken words. It’s like he’s begging me to stay with him. To never leave him. And I’m tempted to do just that.

But I can’t.

I place both hands on his chest and push him away, shaking my head.

“No.”

“Why the fuck not?” He ruffles his hair, almost ripping it. “We love each other.”

“That’s never enough. It wasn’t for my parents and it’s certainly not enough now.”

“You said that you wouldn’t leave me no matter what. I told you not to say something you don’t fucking mean, but you still promised. You fucking promised, Astrid.”

I fist a handful of my hood where my heart lies. “It hurts, Levi. Seeing you hurts so much.”

His body freezes as if someone threw ice water on him. That someone is me.

His shoulders droop and he nods before he turns around and leaves.

My knees crumble and I fall down, realising that I’ve succeeded.

I broke us apart for good.