La Esclava Mas Odiada Del Rey Novels & Stories

"I am not joking!" "Do you know I can punish you for putting the blame on me, woman? I am the Lycan King." King Elio leaned on me, and I leaned back. Still, his breath fanned my cheeks, inhaling his breath at the same time. "I can kill you right now." My jaw clenched. "Kill me?" I spread my arms. "Do it, Your Majesty. My life is meaningless because I am your slave. However, you have to remember that this slave will dictate if you will continue sitting on your throne or not."

"But I like your little animal." I feel my Master tense up, and he puts his hand in my hair, to show that I am his possession. "And what would you do with her? You don't have slaves." My Master asks. "Well, I've learned some interesting things about your little animal." The King says. "Apart from seeing your performance now. You know, I love collecting things like that." My Master is still tense, his aura rising a little. I don't think he liked the way the King spoke about me.

“Very well, my dear. Do without. I’m sure a nubile young nude like you will raise many a staff.” “You must concede,” Isabel urged. “A horrible garment is better than nothing.” “Horrible, you say? Someone else appears to be itching for punishment. Are you girls so bored that it makes you bold enough to defy your queen? Am I not a generous monarch?” “We’re a bit confused, Your Majesty. Is Ephron not the King?” “Not until I say so, girl.” They all felt they had gotten off lightly when Clara flounced her way out of the fire-damaged solar, clearly annoyed by Ava’s barbed query.

She blinked when my fingers slowly feathered her cheek. She nodded and I moved my fingers to her nape. Her breaths fastened along with the heartbeats as I pulled her closer cupping her neck. She was frightened a little and lowered her eyes when our naked chests touched each other. My thumb brushed her lips and I asked slowly. “I have asked you something,” She looked into my eyes and muttered. “You are the King of Castro Empire,” I nod lightly and muttered. “And how many women are there in my slave house?” This question made her thin her eyebrows as she replied hesitantly.

Because I am the recognized King of all Kings by all because of my fighting skills that no one can beat me, I am also the richest man in the world. “It’s not nice to see you, Gabriel. You still haven't changed, you are still a slave of Santanas.” I said coldly while looking at him directly. He laughed and looked at me seriously. He stepped toward me twice and stopped as well. "Really, King?" he said laughing. “You are right, I am a slave of Santanas but you? It's even worse than Santanas.” he added I look at him seriously and made fun of him. I could see the anger in his eyes but I ignored it.

He asked in confusion because after Ashton became a king, he made all the slaves into working maids and servants with a regular salary, and no one is allowed to even call themself slaves, so he asked again "when did you come here? and... who is your master?" "I... I just came yesterday night and my master is His highness the Alpha king" Elena said, forcing herself to be strong, even though it is hard for her. He can tell that something is wrong by observing her body language, he took a long sigh and asked: "my name is Martin, if you are tired, you can come here, no one will be here so you can take some rest".

narrated Claudia Luvin hellishly, viciously and cynically. “What are you guys planning actually?” hissed Hanny deeply frowning her forehead. “We serve our king... We serve King Richard Orlando Lie... Whatever our king wants, we must serve him by attaining it and giving it to him...” muttered Lisa Felisha with her quite relaxed fashion. “What? Whatever your king wants?” Sumico raised up a little bit her eyebrows. “Yeah, King Richard Orlando Lie wants you, Sumico... He wants you, the whole of you, your all, your everything...” answered Claudia Luvin fluently and eloquently.

She had no idea that such a mistake would be punished so severely "Lying is a very bad thing, but betrayal is even worse. We never forgive a traitor. It was King's voice. She raised her head and followed the voice. He was sitting on a magnificent chair with great pomp. The best ... Precious chandeliers, twinkling curtains, dazzling glass floor ... It was a different world. King's eyes were red. He was dressed in a black royal robe. A princess stood next to him with a crown on her head. She was surrounded by strange feelings. Maybe her punishment would have started from today. She was sitting on the floor made of stone.

Ada whispered, surprising them “I just needed to be sure that what Leviathan told me was credible,” “So you can talk with that creature?” The king nodded, taking it in, “They said you are from Alaocha, how do I reach out to the king? I want to negotiate terms with him. The past few days have been…let say rough,” he dismissed the two giants that towered behind him. “The Prince had only sent men who came to make threats. He also sent his concubine to collect the Ofor.” “Don’t tell me you gave it to her” Chira asked. Ada could not understand the alarm in her eyes. The people of Alaocha now have the Ofor, that should be good news.

His hand lowered and rested on her barely-covered breast. He circled her nipple through her clothing and then, he pinched her so hard Mandy cried out as a thick wave of pain reverberated through her. He still held the nub tight as he looked her in the eyes. “I am not your prince and I will never be your prince. I am a future king to my people and you' re not my people. You're my slave. Mandy My property.” Mandy nodded quickly, wishing he'd let