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"I don't mean offence, Your Highness," Louis called out, as he noticed the Alpha turn around, "I'm not a whore for your personal needs. If you do need one, I'm sure there are more suitable candidates." Harry stopped in his tracks and turned to Louis, taking his chin between his index finger and thumb. "Everybody is a whore, Louis." "We sell different parts of us to different people." He told him with his thumb rubbing against his lips. "Luckily, I'm not a businessman," Louis responded, curtly and pushed his hand away from his fingers. Harry's eyes sparkled at the retaliation and a smirk descended upon his lips, "Lunch." "I won't try anything funny." He added onto give his reassurance. Louis didn't seem convinced. Alpha Emperor Harry Styles had murdered the entirety of the Royal family to ensure his rule over the throne of Verloren but then his eyes struck against a Beta who had the courage of steel.
Prologue
