Lupe's POV
"Get out." He muttered quietly as he rolled on the bed with a sheet around his waist.
"What?" I asked wanting to spite him even though I heard him loud and clear.
"Get the fuck out!" His eyes shot lasers at me. I scrambled out of the bed in fright wrapping the bed sheet around me.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" He growled angrily as the sheets peeled away from him exposing his nakedness.
"Getting out as you commanded my king." I did a mock bow turning away.
"With my sheets?" He asked.
I turned back with an innocent expression on my face, I stared at him looking as innocent as I could, then allowed my gaze to drift to my torn dress on the ground.
"In case you forgot your highness, you tore my clothes off in your frenzy." I said dragging my gaze back to his face. "I suppose, you wouldn't want your servants gawking at the body you just claimed."
He turned away from me, walking over to the chair where his robe laid. He wore it shielding me from the sight.
"Don't bothe
