Chapter 43

Elara's POV

Kyra shrugged as she watched the tall, imposing man fumble like a lapdog, opening the car door for me. If the heirs of Prime Citadel, familiar with Zorath's reputation as a "little tyrant," saw him acting so obediently in front of a woman, they'd probably choke on their wine.

Zorath drove me to the gate of my villa.

"You live here? Not far from me," he said.

And yet, despite being so c