Chapter 2 Real king is back

Anna's POV

How would they face Dylan's family? Did they know someone kidnapped me, or would they think I escaped from my wedding?

The more I thought about my parents, the more my heart ached for them.

I was a calm girl from childhood, who never even cried loudly but at this moment I wanted to shout in my mother's arms.

I was the lone child of my parents-everything for them, their only world.

Although my parents belonged to a middle-class family, we were happy in our life.

I've been happy until something happened to my family. Two months ago, a doctor diagnosed my father with gastric cancer.

Our lives changed after that; we couldn't afford his medical expenses. I tried everything to earn money for my father but mostly failed. I knew how much my father protected me from this cruel world, and now my father doesn't have much time; otherwise, he would be in danger.

Dylan appeared when I needed him the most and offered to bear all the expenses of my father's treatment, under the condition of me marrying him. Picking up my father lying in the hospital without proper treatment, I was heartbroken thousands of times, so I agreed on Dylan's condition at last.

Although I didn't love him for my father, I decided immediately to get married. At first, my family didn't accept my decision, but how could I let my father die because of lack of treatment? So, I forced them to agree with my decision.

What would they think about me now since I suddenly vanished from the wedding without a word?

Imagining that, my mind went blank. Would my parents think I left them alone because I was selfish or something like this? They would get hurt, and everybody would humiliate them; what would my innocent parents do?

But why did someone abduct me in the first place? What would someone gain from kidnapping me? Did they kidnap me for money? But I couldn't even afford my father's treatment. So how could I fulfill a kidnapper's demand? If they kidnapped me for money then why are they so respectful toward me? I can't take it anymore and why does this place look like some king's Palace?

The more I think about it, the more my thoughts mess with my brain. I know that I must run away from here somehow.

I let out a long sigh and wiped away my tears; I stood up, took a shower, and came out from the bathroom, heading over to the closet.

I opened the closet, and I was in shock.

This closet looked like a whole branded clothes shop. There were many clothes here. I knew these clothes were costly from my middle-class experience, and from very renowned brands-surprisingly all the clothes size, they were my size clothes. If I saw these clothes in a shopping mall, I might feel glad.

Now, seeing these here, I was confused. Where was I? Has anyone kidnapped me or taken the wrong person? If not, why did I feel like something was amiss here?

I told myself to get out of here as soon as possible.

Sighing sadly, I picked up a dress without care to pick out what to wear. Anything would do if I could escape from this damn strange place.

I took a black t-shirt and loose jeans, and it would be more comfortable while running, and I couldn't risk wearing a dress.

After wearing my shoes, I came out of the room, hoping everyone had already left, but it left me angry, seeing all of them still standing in front of the door-these stubborn idiots.

"Why are you all still standing here? Don't you all have any other work other than standing here?" I was already furious and seeing them standing here and guarding me made me angrier than before.

"No, Madam, we only have to succeed you, and our only duty is to fulfill your needs. Thus, we will be with you everywhere except this room," a woman said and pointed toward the room behind me.

Again, this stupid madam, who is your madam, I wanted to state this loudly, but I understood they would never take my words seriously at this moment; I wanted to kill all of them at that moment.

"Control Anna, you have to leave from here," I told myself; I didn't have time to argue with them. "Okay, can any of you please tell me why I'm here or who brought me here?" I asked again, gritting my white teeth.

"Madam, you'll know soon, but we can't tell you that. Please come with us. Right this way," a woman extended her arm, pointing to the left.

I reluctantly followed her behind, and three more adult females and four scary men followed me.

*Unknown Person's Pov

Picking up her angry pout face, I smiled for the first time in two days. I was so mad when I heard she was getting married.

I felt my entire world crashing down in a second. I wanted to destroy the entire city-ruin everything. I barely stopped myself from doing that.

How could I let that happen? She was mine; how could I allow someone else to marry her? She would be my queen, and only a king like me deserved a queen like her.

Who was that bastard to marry my queen or think he could? How dare was he? He wanted to snatch the most precious person in my life.

No way, never can, and I never will let that happen. Now I'm back and I will let him know who the real king is. A person like me who can destroy him or a person like him who only knows how to steal from someone else – I will show him who the real man is.

Now he will know that this city's real king is back.

Everyone should know what happens when someone touches his girl, which he has been guarding for five years.

Yeah, five long years. Everyone sells in his body, yearning for her, so how could he give the chance to take her away from her. But he's worried about how she will react.