All Chapters of Unwanted Breeder For The Rogue King : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

DrakenDraken and his men strode the bustling streets of Merisbeth, his face deadpan. He clasped his hands behind him, casually looking at his people going about their businesses.Along the streets, he could see people indulging in street sex as they paid.Unlike Abbator, where paid sex was mostly carried out in brothels, the demon clan barely had brothels. They hawked their sex skills on the streets, and any willing person could pay their coin and indulge right then and there.Right now, Draken and his men could see the male Attendants hawking their sex skills to their clients. The Attendants were only wearing flimsy subligarias with their lips painted with red and black lip balm. “Thirty coins for fifteen minutes, do you agree?” Draken heard one of the Attendants bargaining prices with a willing client.“Nah, twenty,” the Attendant’s client bid, cocking a brow at the Attendant who rolled his eyes in exhaustion. “Depends on the size of your cock. Let me see.”The male with a determi

Isolde Isolde had been in and out of consciousness for the past twoweeks. The lord had been here to see her countless times. Her bruised face andskin began to heal during that period. However, her consciousness was whole today, letting her takein her surroundings. She awoke to the soft tune echoing around her. Isolde opened her eyes to the harsh brightness of the room,and it stung her, making her shut them again. Allowing her eyes to adjust, sheopened them again and roamed them around to see the person humming the tune.It was Lucinda.Isolde's parched lips cracked in a smile as she took in hersister's form sitting on the sofa a few meters away from her. Lucinda looked effortlessly beautiful. She was still unawareof Isolde's gaze as she switched from humming to singing while stitching. Lucinda was very skilled at making clothes. Back inBrindlemark, she was the one who made most of their clothes and the ones theysold at the market. Seeing her now reminded Isolde of those

Draco. She was mocking him, Draco realized when he finished reading the note. How could she? But she's right, a voice in his mind said, making Draco grumble. Damn, right she is, Draco hummed back in a mocking tone yet the voice taunted again, refusing to quit. Why then are you running away from seeing her since she awoke, hmm? At that, Draco huffed hugely, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Since he heard Isolde had woken up, Draco just hadn't summoned the courage to see her face to face. Well, he had seen her, though, because he was stalking her. As clumsily as it sounded, Lord Draco always sneaked into her chamber balcony in the dead of the night just to watch her sleep. Yeah, no sane male would do that. Hence, Draco's reason for drawing up the conclusion that he wasn't sane anymore. He had lost all his composure from the very moment he awoke from the poison. Now, he only went about doing crazy stuff like changing laws to favor Isolde and sneaking up on her. Ugh! Draco groaned

Draco.The male gagged, his legs flailing in the air. "No...one, mylord," he wrestled out the words, choking."Let him go!!" Isolde slurred, staggering toward them. Draco was so annoyed, all he wished was to crush the male'swindpipe. How dare he touch her when he hadn't had the luxury of knowing whatit was like to hold Isolde with his bare arms? All the while Draco tracked her to this place and watchedher drink and dance with these males, he had been seething. She didn't want to talk to him, but here she was bondingwith males that would have forced themselves on her had he not made her anauthority in Abbator.His heart was shredding into tiny pieces. Maybe he shoulduse this male here and set an example so others would learn not to go close toIsolde.The others watched the scene with dread. No one dared tostand up against the lord. The male in his hands was already all shades ofscarlet."My lord, I swear it. I'll never do such again, my lord. Iwon't touch my lady again...

Lucinda "What in the holy gods is he doing?" Lucinda blurted inshock, watching as Alfos removed his clothing with regal expertise.With each strip of skin he revealed, Lucinda's mouthwatered. She could feel the crazy beating of her heart at that moment. She wondered if the male had any magical charm embedded inhim because from the moment she slept in his arms, Lucinda began to feel thispowerful, undiluted attraction for the male.He was the most handsome and mean man she had ever seen.While growing up, Lucinda hated stories about the boogieman her father used totell her. But now, she couldn't help falling for the boogieman before her. Because Alfos was scary. Yeah, Isolde warned her to stay away from him, but Lucindacouldn't help it. She was attracted to danger, and she didn't mind if thedanger would rip her apart in two.Her mind flashed back to those nights they spent wrapped ineach other's arms. It was everything Lucinda had always imagined sleeping in amale's arms wo