Teresa's POV

My eyes widened as I saw him reach for the vase in the corner of the room and smash it against the wall. Never in my entire life had I seen him this furious, this agitated, this mad.

"SAY ANYTHING AND I WILL SMASH YOUR FACE!" he screamed at me, eyes red with fury. He would never love me again, not after what I just said to him.

~flashback~

I stormed into the room, slamming the door shut, smirking. Jimin looked at me, perplexed.

"Jiminnn," I spoke flirtatiously , begging for his attention. He continued to stare at me, his eyes telling me to get to the point.

"Jimin, I need to talk to you" I spoke, the words exiting my mouth in a gloomy unwelcoming manner.

"About?" he sat down in his chair, waiting for my reply.

"Jimin, do you even love me?" I asked him, as his mouth opened in shock as soon as I said those words.

"Yeah, of course I do, get to the point already "

" Jimin, why don't you tell me what the word LOVE means!"

"It means to have a strong feeling of affection for someone"

"Uh, huh , and how the F**K do you think it's expressed! I gave you a clue !"

"Teresa, what's wrong?"

"Jimin, there's something that honestly, by God , makes me want to kill you. The fact that you give me everything in the world but leave me isolated is what makes me wish that sometimes a family is better than your ugly castle!"

"MY CASTLE IS NOT UGLY!"

"You UGLY JERK!" my heart was pounding and I was incredibly furious,

HOW DOES HE NOT UNDERSTAND?!

WHY CAN'T HE LOVE ME?

"ALL I WANT IS FOR YOU TO LOVE ME JIMIN!"

He rose from his chair, as the devil inside of me awoke.

"Or I'll just tell the kingdom the truth,why we are never able to have kids. Oh it really happened because I fell off a horse now didn't it?! You really tried to do it with me didn't you?!"

There was a demon in his eyes as mine was unleashed. Only war was present in the room, not peace.

~back to present~

I stared at him, as he began to throw everything around the room. My mouth was open in shock, as I stared at the devil before me.

"Let me tell you the truth, my subject."

My heart pounded as he answered the answer I wanted to uncover, the question that I wanted to be answered.

"ME loving YOU, it was all an act. The truth is Teresa, I want a divorce."

Your POV

There was silence in the room as the door suddenly opened. It revealed Teresa,my sister, with tears streaming down her face. She stared at me with shock.

"You're working for Jimin now?" She asked.

"(Sigh) Yeah."

I entered the room to see Jimin.

The King sat on his chair, staring at the wall, as numerous objects were scattered on the floor, broken and dishevelled.

I cleared my throat. "My King " .

Jimin immediately turned around, and gazed at me. His eyes were stone cold, and almost like a vortex of stars. It was beautiful to see him like that. But honestly, that was the only side I ever saw of him, since I came here, anyway.

"I am here to do my duties , My King, " I bowed to him , as he got up from his chair and gathered some clean clothes from the wardrobe. I stared at him, surprised he hadn't asked me to do it for him.

"I expect the room clean before I get back", he said to me, and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me to gaze at the mess of a room that lay desolate before me.

I knelt down, and began to clean the room. Why was Teresa in tears? And what made Jimin so mad?

Jimin's POV

Why is Y/N acting so formal?I was almost captivated staring at her,watching her look at me with wide eyes, fear controlling her soul.
She looked so shocked. I wanted to hug her.

I wanted to tell her that it was all nothing.
But I didn't want to see her face,I grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom.
My head ached.
My father was one of expectations, a great leader. I was only 19 when he announced that I was ready to take the thrown. I was fully experienced, knew how to fight, do deals, the whole package. I was kind of what you would call a perfect King, just without the experience.

My father wanted me to find someone to marry, so that I would be able to have a new heir to the throne after my passing. To be honest, I wasn't interested in that sort of thing . I really just wanted the kingdom.

Many girls would run after me, begging for my hand. My father was dissatisfied after a few months, expecting me to have already have a partner by now. Everything else was just a fairy tale.

A coronation was to take place in a few months, and my father began to get extremely impatient about the whole thing, telling me to pick someone quickly. I told him that I hadn't found my true love yet , and that for me I would only marry someone once the time was right.

He even held a grand ball, but I still found nobody.

I was a prince without his Cinderella.

One month till coronation, and my father began to get incredibly impatient, and pressurised me by telling me that if I didn't hurry up, he would pass the thrown over to my younger brother, who was already engaged with someone. I was desperate to be a King, so we held another ball, where I found Teresa. Honestly, I picked her randomly from everyone.

I met her parents, and I didn't even know Y/N existed until Teresa told me about her one month after our marriage. I didn't even know if she was at the wedding.

It was all an act.

Not all King's have a happy ending.

Not even when they think that now they have found the right one.

I sighed.

The one I dreamed of saw the bad side of me.