The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

ISIDORA

I stepped out of the bathtub with deliberate calm, my wet feet leaving prints across the rug and the floor tiles.

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The bedroom doors were closed, but my eyes stayed locked on them as I clenched my fists and tried to steady myself.

Keep a cool head… I kept repeating it, even though the only thing running through my mind was the most humiliating moment of my life.

Then I turned my head suddenly and stared straight into the full-length mirror, where my naked body was reflected back at

Even I was surprised by how much weight I had lost. Maybe it was from burning so much energy during the trip to the forest, or maybe my own power was shaping me into a more athletic body, one better suited for fighting.

The truth was, curves or no curves, I no longer felt like that lesser woman, that ugly fat girl who needed a man’s charity.

I breathed out slowly and gave myself a smile filled with confidence as I picked up the silk robe they had left for me.

I was no longer that poor, inexperienced girl Lucio had stained.

Now I was a woman who had known real pleasure in her body, a woman who had aroused and satisfied a man far more masculine and powerful than this arrogant Alpha.

I pushed the double doors open and stepped with purpose into the dimly lit room,

Someone had drawn the curtains halfway over the windows, leaving the space wrapped in a strange, uncertain gloom.

On the bed, I saw a beautiful burgundy dress with a daring neckline and exquisite fabric.

I walked past it with only a glance and went straight to the vanity, sitting down in front of the mirror with all the confidence I could gather.

The robe fell open a little, revealing the generous curves of my breasts, and lower down, one of my thighs slipped into view.

I picked up the things they had prepared for me. At least they’d had the decency to make sure everything was new. Then I began brushing through my red hair with the comb.

I lowered my eyes as if I were distracted, but I could feel him in the corner, watching every movement I made, every reaction, until he finally got tired of his little stalker act.

His steps weren’t as quiet as he thought, and his shadow fell over my back.

I lifted my gaze slowly and saw him in the reflection, standing behind me, his eyes roaming over the parts of my skin exposed through the opening of the robe.

He didn’t awaken even a flicker of desire in me.

Only a deep, violent disgust. Still, I let him keep building his little theater of lies. I wanted to see how far this cynic was willing to go.

“Isidora…”

“Lady Isidora to you,” I corrected him, my voice cold but calm.

“I know you’re angry with me. I admit I behaved like a bastard with you last time, but you have to understand, I was under

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