95- Cia

Third person pov:

“I enjoy it when you try your best to give me pleasure.” King Kinan pulled up his trousers and ruffled Zayn’s hair playfully. Zayn wanted to gag but one needed a lot of courage to do that.

“Take him back to his bedroom, darling.” He cooed to a well-built chocolate skinned slave who held Zayn by his hair to drag him out of the hall.

King Kinan could not get the required pleasure. His frustration increased ten folds when he heard the pain inflicted screams of Zayn. Whenever he used to feel down, killing someone or inflicting pain on someone used to bring him peace. Harmony.

S*ex had always been the second option. For the past few days, nothing was able to lift his mood up. He was craving for Alessandra Benjamin now.

Using his index finger, he gestured for a slave to come near him.

Without wasting a second she came closer to him.

“Strip!” he commanded. The slave obeyed her king without giving a second thought and got rid of her two-piece bikini. He pulled her to him and