Mal always sees himself as a king. He always dreamed of ruling the entire world with an iron fist, and he's not planning on sharing his power with anyone. That is until he met her. Her soft black hair streaked with dark teal, her smoldering black eyes scorching his soul, her skin so white it was as if she tried to avoid the sun at all times like it was her natural enemy.
He looked into her eyes and see potential forced to be under lock and key. The fools, forcing her from reaching her true potential as if they fear her. They should be, after Mal claimed her to be his future queen the moment he grabbed her wrist when she tried to hit him and their eyes locked for what seemed to be a few seconds.
Never in his life had he thought of finding a queen until he found her; Gwen.
He knew that trying to be friend with Courtney was all an act, or at least he assumed it was an act. Everything she did; from smooching with her "friend's" boyfriend to all those time she made "accidents" that made Courtney hate her even more. Gwen didn't care what she thought as long she made everyone around her as miserable as possible.
Proof that Mal has found someone to share his power with. Those fools said that it's all in his head and his queen even lied that she didn't want him. But she only said that so no one knew the real Gwen and her dark intentions.
Soon, she will become his queen, and together they will rule the world with an iron fist. Nobody will dare to rebel against them. They will all fear them.
And all he had to do was climb to the top, get past that peon of a cook, get the sword out, and win the million. Once he uses the money to live like a true villain and tyrant king he will have Gwen become his bride. He is so close to victory that he can taste it. He just needs to get rid of that little pest with a flower; Zoey.