Kings of the Palace

Women were all the same. No matter how much love you gave they were going to chew you up and spit you out every chance you gave. That's why I stopped giving them chances. It was hard to get your heartbroken when it had been ripped away and tossed aside like a piece of paper stained by all the wrong words.
My place at the palace was solidified. I was the one that women came in flocks to see, hoping that I'd come down from my pedestal for a chance to tame the beast inside. Little did they know that had already been done. The past was the past and now I saw life through a different set of eyes, a much clearer set, but leave it up to her to come crashing back into my life, blurring my view. ***Warning*** This story has moments where dark themes are mentioned, but aren't described in great detail and may be triggering to some. (content warning in the book) ***Large Print copy***