Mad Prince's Vow for Me

Synopsis

A sharp blade pressed against my throat as the kidnapper demanded, "Who do you choose, Cassian?" Cassian Thorne said, "Kill Seraphina. Let Isolde go free." Those words shattered the ten years of hopeless love I'd held onto. Blood flowed down my neck, icy cold, colder than the winter snow. Cassian walked away with Isolde in his arms, the woman he'd finally gotten back, without even looking at me lying there dead. Suddenly, the man behind me dropped his weapon and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind tightly. The Fourth Prince, Lucian Thorne, leaned in and licked the blood from my neck. He sneered, "Does it hurt? Good. It should. This is the wonderful husband you picked for yourself, Seraphina." He pressed a dagger into my hand, his smile dark and seductive. "Don't rush to die. Let me show you how to tear his heart out," he murmured.