Zeeland
I kept nodding tiredly at Dilan. I was tired of sitting one place listening to his stupid hoarse voice and he knew it.
He kept me against my wish for more than three hours, all because he wanted to know why I refused to choose his daughter over Serena.
"Tell me prince Zeeland, is there any reason why you don't like my daughter?" His brown eyes stared deep into mine.
I looked away. "Why should I tell you my reasons Dilan? Last I checked, we weren't close enough to share our personal feelings to each other.
"I know." He stood up from his seat and moved towards where I stood giving out a nonchalant expression.
"What exactly is in that Serena of a girl that you don't see in my daughter?"
Before I could control myself, he was on top on the large meeting table, my hand held his neck tightly. "Serena is my mate, she is not 'that girl' as you addressed her."
