Alpha's Slave
His horse, a black stud that had been bred carefully over generations, was standing in the castle’s portico, waiting for him.
Zoe was already there. She was wearing a long royal blue skirt that had thigh high slits on both the sides. There were gold anklets that spiraled her legs all the way up to her thighs. A gold bustier with gold chains merging to the collar and gold bangles made her look like a regal. Her hair was tied high up in a pony and her garish makeup was hideous today. Over her red kohl, she had added gold dust.
Ludwig remained calm. If his fiancé liked to dress like that, then he would only bring more of that kind of makeup for her. She was made to mount a white horse by a serv