Filthy Ever After

Forget the glass slipper. Ditch the fairy godmother. Fuck being charming.They’ll say this is filthy.They’ll say this is wrong.I say she’s *mine*, and nothing’s going to stop me from claiming my Queen.It’s hard being King. And being a king without a Queen has made me very hard indeed. A royal ball to find my bride is the last thing I want – that is, until I lay eyes on her.One look into those deep green eyes, and I know I’m lost. Addicted. Obsessed. One taste of those sweet lips, and one touch of