Secrets Behind the Walls

Prologue WARNING, RATED R

Hey everyone, so heres the prologue for my brand new story here on wattpad!! It's kind of rated R just because of the small amount of content in the beginning but the entire story will not be rated R YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!. Enjoy! Rate and comment!!

Prologue-

It was getting hot as Alexander was in his bed, making out with a woman who he didn’t even know. This was no different from any other night as he managed to lure women into his humble quarters with his unpredictable charm. Who wouldn’t want to sleep with King Alexander? He was tall, handsome, seductive, and capable of doing whatever he wanted. Tonight was just another night that he could get what he wanted as his lust took over his body. He didn’t care about her name or what she did. All he wanted was to fuck with her as much as he pleased to calm his sexual desires.

            He tore off his clothes and unfastened the corset on the woman slowly admiring the form of her breasts. Alex kissed the top of both breasts before ripping off the corset and her dress. He kissed her fiercely as his hands rubbed against her thigh.

            “Oh…my…Alexander,” the woman moaned as he started to force himself into her.

            He didn’t even listen to her words. All Alexander could hear were her moans and him going into her. He kept going as fast and as hard as he can, wanting nothing more than to hear her screams burst through these castle walls.

            When all was done, he put his clothes back on and threw the blanket over the strange woman. “Get out,” he commanded.

            The woman slowly got up putting on the clothes - which was hard to manage considering the tears in all of them. However, even she didn’t care. She was quite satisfied that she just had sex with none other than King Alexander. She couldn’t wait to go back and tell all of her friends. She slowly walked up to him, running a finger along his shoulder, “You sure you don’t want any more of this?”

            Alex was fed up with this woman. She was trying to seduce him? This woman was nothing but another one night stand and most women that he brought to his quarters knew that. Why was this woman clinging onto him?

            “I’m sorry, but I’m done with you. We both got what we wanted. You can leave and tell all your little friends about it,” Alex spoke with such distinct hatred.

            The woman huffed and grabbed her things before exiting the room, leaving Alex to his thoughts. Alex looked at the sun setting down and knew that he had some other business to take care of. In a matter of seconds he finished getting ready and walked right out before bumping into his fellow guard. The guard is his most loyal and close friend that had been with him since as long as he could remember.

            “King Alexander, nice to see you out and about,” the guard said.

            Alex smiled, “James, you don’t have to be so proper in front of me.”

            James laughed, putting a hand on his friend, “I forgot.

            “What is it that you need?”

            “I was just looking for you to remind you of the meeting tonight. It was a sudden change of plans, but the government is in need of a word with you about your place as king,” James muttered, clearly hiding something.

            Those words had changed something in Alex as he looked at James, “What do you mean my place as King? I have always been King, James. Why in the world would the government be involved in my status? Was it not clear that I got the throne due to the luck of the draw?  I was given the opportunity after the last King passed. I took that and everyone in the government had agreed that I could take the throne.”

            James examined his friend, noticing that his clothes were wrinkled and his hair was in a mess. He knew what had happened just moments before. King Alexander had slept with another woman, something he was never too fond of him doing. James would never get involved with his best friend’s life, but he had a right to speak up about it.

            “You had another woman in your room?” he asked, pointing out his clothes.

            Alex scoffed, “Yeah, what does that have to do with anything, James?”

            “This is one of the reasons that the council is here to see you. Your right to the throne is not valid, Alex. The only people that have any right to the throne are those who are of direct lineage to the previous King, or those who marry royalty. You have done neither.”

            Alex hated what was being said by his best friend. The nerve of him to speak to him a way that was almost belittling had stunned him. James was always looking out for him, but why was he treating him in such a way as to prove a point?

            “It was their choice, James! It was their ultimate choice to have someone responsible to be head of the throne. They were out of choices at that time. Alex, if you care about your title, then you would do whatever they say, do you understand?”

            The hatred and anger inside of Alex was almost too unbearable for him to handle. They wanted this. They wanted him out and he wasn’t giving up his crown without a fight. He was going to give them a piece of his mind.

            “I don’t understand why I can’t fuck with any woman I please. What I really don’t understand is why are you of all people telling me what to do? You are nothing but a royal guard. I was the one that appointed you that privilege to be my right-hand man. I never appointed you as some advisor to tell me what to do!” Alexander yelled, pushing James.

            James tumbled back, catching himself, “Yeah, so I’m your right-hand man. But, I’m still your friend! I’m a friend that cares about you, King Alexander. After everything you have done, you have been nothing but ruthless from the start. You are probably the worst possible King that England has ever had!”

            With those words Alexander threw a hard punch in James’ face, making him fall to the floor, “Some friend for calling me the worst possible King. You are nothing, James. You are nothing but a rat from the streets that was beyond lucky for finding himself in such a coveted position as the one you have right now!”

            “You know what?” James began, wiping the blood from his nose, “I, your majesty, do NOT have to deal with any of this. You are nothing but a coldblooded man. I don’t even know who you are anymore. You kill innocent people by sentencing them to death. The old Alex would have never done that.”

            Alexander scoffed crossing his arms in defiance, “Well, I’m not necessarily the same person am I? That person is long gone and dead to me. You have no right to tell me anything about my past. You have to learn to know your place.”

            “I do know my place! Maybe what I’m saying will help you get your head out of your ass, for once! I’m tired of standing around obeying and dealing with what you do. You kill those classes that are lower than you. You used to be in the lowest of low classes, Alexander. Those were your people, in fact, they still are! They haven’t changed. You have. All those times they would protect you and you have done nothing but turn your back on them. I don’t know you anymore. I quit your majesty. Have a wonderful life, doing…God knows what!”

            With those words, James stormed out, leaving Alexander alone with his anger. It hadn’t sunk in that he lost his best friend, today. He was too busy focusing on all the others things that have been said to him. His past was something he would keep hidden from the outside world. No one truly knew about his past except for James and anyone who had come in contact with him since his childhood. King Alexander’s past was a past that he wanted to keep hidden from the world. It was a past that was something that he wanted buried. He loved being King because it gave him the power and the right to do whatever he wanted. Alexander sighed, already frustrated and stressed about the whole ordeal as he made his way to the meeting room, where he will have to face the council and kiss up to them as much as possible in order to keep his title.