La Esclava Mas Odiada Del Rey Novels & Stories

Adriana's heart beat faster and she stared deep into the King's eyes. She was tempted by his offer but something didn't feel right. The King's words told her he didn't believe her story and he could be testing her. Adriana shook her head. “I was betrayed and almost killed. I know I would never forgive them and would love to see them pay for their sins, but I serve under the king and I am now bound to the realm as a slave.” Kallias was taken off guard and he narrowed his eyes at her. “I thought you would want to be free.” He said.

A brunette woman, with hazel eyes came forward, she looked slightly older than me, she had to be in her twenties at least. “Yes ma’am,” Katrina replied, stopping a few feet away, starring down at the ground. “This is Mary,” Elizabeth said, “She’s the King’s newest blood slave.” The way she said newest made my skin crawl. “Make sure she’s well acquainted with the ways of being a blood slave.” “Yes ma’am.” Katrina replied, her eyes still cast downward. Elizabeth started walking towards the door, but I reached out grabbing her arm, stopping her. She turned towards me, hissing, her eyes flashing that same pale red. Her fangs partially showing.

"I do..." Her eyes fell with affection on only one man her entire life... The slave masters were excited in the morning of that day. The king's favorite was dead and buried and the palace asked them to send the most beautiful women to replace her. Lysa was chosen first. She arrived at the palace first, dressed in the most beautiful dress. She expected the prince to be a cruel prick like all the men she ever met. But she was surprised to see such a beautiful sight in front of her. Long, golden locks surrounded his face. Intense golden eyes. Caramel skin wrapping the defined muscles. He was so much taller than her. She looked up, despite the warnings that she shouldn't. Her heart skipped a bea

Then— A finger slid under my chin. Slow. Controlled. Commanding. He lifted my face. I met the eyes of the man I’d been trained to kill since childhood. Cold, dark, intelligent eyes. A king in the shape of a monster. Dante Valenti. He looked down at me like he already owned me. “Look at that,” he murmured. “My little captive finally awake.” I let my lips part, voice trembling on cue. “P-please… don’t hurt me…” His gaze sharpened, amused.

"The slaves are the lowests in the rank and the most mistreated unjustly. You were once a slave, you know this." Scarlett do NOT like the reminder at all. "Yes, my lord." He nodded without sparing her a glance. "I work hard to make sure some laws will be abolished and slaves will stop being seen as animals but instead like humans. That includes, my own slaves." "But, my king, that princess slapped me three times! My feet and cheeks hurt all day." She allowed her voice to waver, sounding dangerously close to tears. "I will speak to her about it." He let out, finally.

It eats as if there is no disaster outside. "Come in." This is how he saw us. It smiled but I knew behind that smile was a deceitful snake. She's a viper in disguise. Why would Elijah turn this person into a queen if she's like this? I seem to remember Cleopatra in her. Cleopatra was also a venomous ruthless ruler. She will kill anyone for power. But all royalties in ancient times were like that. Stefano and Estrebelle entered. The soldiers closed the iron door. I tried to be strong in front of Natalia.

“I am. May I ask why you inquired? Wasn’t it obvious from my smell?” “Why would I know from your smell? I am not a fan of weird hobbies.” “May I ask who the person you were with was?” “For starters, slaves don’t ask about anything. They listen to orders and execute them. However, since I owed you in the past, I will turn a blind eye to anything you might do today. However, after tomorrow, I expect absolute obedience. When I promised and gave a word, I make sure to execute it,” she nodded, “Good! He is the second Prince of this kingdom: Fredden Jamaerah. You will probably hear a lot about him since he is unruly like you. Tell me, did you paint your eyes or is it the natural colour of your eye

"Did I ever tell you I want to run this fucking country? I'm not even real Clemente; I'm the result of the king's sin." "You're not sure about that!" "Yes, I am. Everyone in the palace is aware that I am the illegitimate son. Then he took that woman for what? To serve as a constant reminder that I don’t deserve freedom. I'm disgusted by her devotion to the king." Prince Augustus scoffed. "I would not hesitate to do it to her over and over again; I will never grow weary of it because every time I see her, I want to torture her even more!"

“Oui. Asher and Azazel. Asher is calm. Ze other… not so much, he is known as the Mad King. Something broke in him long ago, and no one dared to fix it. Why do you think Madame Ysara keeps coming back for more slaves?” She looked me dead in the eye. “Because they all go missing.”

“My my, Alfred. Your taste keeps getting better and better.” “I suppose so.” King shot Ivy a glare and nodded at his empty glass. Biting her inner cheeks, she moved to pour him wine. Another first. How did her life turn out this way? “From sluts, you moved to princesses? You must be bold for going against her nation.” Damn it! He recognises her! “Pfft, they claim they are powerful, yet here their little Princess is serving someone as a mere slave,” King added, his hands moving up her inner thighs. Since she wasn't wearing panties underneath, he easily found what he was looking for.