Hate That I Want You

At the Royal Academy, Lady Helena Ashbourne is mocked for her curves, betrayed by her perfect sister, and crowned The Ugly Ashbourne by the court of beautiful monsters. No one is crueller than Prince Henry-deadly, golden, and obsessed with tearing her down.
"I want to claim you," he whispers, "publicly. Completely."
Thrown together as lovers in the kingdom's most watched performance, their war turns wicked. The hatred between them simmers into something darker, hungrier.
"You still burn for the man who finds you revolting," he sneers. But behind his cruelty is something else. "You're the only one who looks at me like I'm still human."
With each line, each dance, each brutal kiss that almost happens, Helena stops hiding. "Destruction and salvation often wear the same face," she tells him.

This isn't a fairy tale. It's enemies to lovers-with a crown, a stage, and no mercy.