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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148

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“Blessed Goddess, Dora… is all this really… really yours?”

Elessia still couldn’t close her mouth.

I didn’t know how many times I’d explained what had happened. She still couldn’t believe it.

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When I told her about Lucio, the only reason she didn’t go into an even longer, very satisfied rant was because Blaze was there.

“And this is only part of it. The profits from the factory will come in every month,” I told her as I took out the coins the girl had earned from selling that rhinoceros, along with the old woman’s payment for the horn work.

It was the most broken-up money I had, and it was much less flashy than the gold and silver pieces.

“Actually, I think we need to find somewhere to keep it. I don’t trust the safety of this room…” 1 frowned, scratching my head.

“You can give it to the old woman at the greenhouse for safekeeping.” Blaze’s deep voice suddenly spoke from one side of the table.

All three of us were leaning over the treasure, planning.

“Yes, yes. Dora, it’s not safe here. They could take advantage if you go out again. I’m not always in the room,” Elessia told me nervously.

“The old woman?” I looked at Blaze, not fully convinced.

It sounded crazy, but even though I barely knew that woman, she was the one who inspired the most trust in me, besides the three of us.

Blaze nodded with that mysterious silence of his.

“She’s an honest person. I can see it in her,” he assured me, nothing more.

We fell silent, each of us thinking about the answer.

I separated money into three generous little pouches, but there was still a lot of gold in jewelry and gems.

“Besides, I think we should melt this down, just in case it can be identified…” I sighed reluctantly as I lifted a fine ruby necklace, beautiful, like a cascade of gold and red tears.

“Don’t melt the jewelry. Keep it, my lady. It’s worth more as crafted pieces than melted into ingots. Besides…” Blaze paused.

“They’re jewels from the capital. I doubt anyone would recognize more than the artisan’s work, and they don’t necessarily have to be exclusive pieces.”

After such a long explanation, I stayed there staring at him.

And even though he held my gaze, he also shut his mouth, and I knew there wouldn’t be any more explanation.

“Are you from the capital, Blaze? Is it as beautiful as they say? Dora and I always dreamed of seeing the Lycan King’s palace… hey!

Elessia started attacking him with questions he, of course, wasn’t going to answer.

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Chapter 148

He left her with her barrage of questions and told me he was going out to get some air.

“Rude brute. Dora only puts up with you because you’re hot…”

I twisted my mouth with sarcasm at my friend’s muttering. Of course, Blaze was no longer in the room.

“That slave of yours is way too mysterious.”

“Leave Blaze alone and let’s go shopping!” I told her, almost seeing stars of excitement on her face.

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“Yes, yes, now you can buy more outfits so you can stop walking around in that uniform like it’s your second skin, and perfumed essences too… I smelled some on a few Estingias and, Goddess, they smelled so good… and also…”

She started chattering about everything she’d heard from the maids who served the other Estingias, plus everything she herself had seen here and there.

The funny thing was that everything she talked about was for me.

Of course, the other mistresses didn’t buy anything for their maids.

“You didn’t understand. We’re both going shopping.” I took her hand and squeezed it across the table.

Elessia’s mouth snapped shut. She looked a little lost before she understood.

I saw the exact moment her eyes softened and filled with moisture.

“I know you’re good, Dora. I know you’ll never abandon me, but I know exactly where I belong. We’re not just two maids healing each other’s wounds anymore. Now you’re a magnificent Estingia, and I…”

“You’re my only family. You and Blaze.” I squeezed her hand even tighter, cutting off that whole silly speech.

The tears were already hanging from the corners of her lashes as she lowered her eyes.

Actually. I had to ask her first, because with that nasty temper of hers, she might just tell me no.

Elessia and I felt like absolute shopping tyrants. Our mouths watered the second we entered the VIP section.

We almost cried when we were able to buy things we had never even imagined owning, though with the hangover of poverty still sitting in our minds, everything seemed expensive.

I wanted to buy everything twice, one for me and one for her, but with the excuse that she couldn’t show up with all that in the room she shared with the other maidens, in the end she only took some new clothes, soaps and shampoo with delicious scents, and one cream.

I almost felt ashamed of my basket, full of things for me and Blaze, while she only had three little items.

I sent her to hire the store service that packed everything and delivered it wherever you ordered.

The moment I saw her back moving away, I took advantage and ran toward a place I had caught from the corner of my eye.

The most erotic section of the store.

Well, yes. In this huge warehouse, there was a little of everything.

At top speed, I grabbed several sexy, daring lingerie sets, little night dresses, and seductive fragrances.

Also some essential oils for massages, baths, and… lubricant.

I admit it, my mind was full of perversions and adult scenes.

I needed to conquer my slave. I needed to drive him so crazy he would never want to leave me.

Every little detail Blaze let slip made me speculate more and more about his life… made me afraid.

Now it turned out he knew so much about the capital… could he be from somewhere that important?

What was he running from? Was he simply waiting for something to happen so he could take off?

I stood there for a second, looking down, squeezing the sheer burgundy robe in my hand.

I sighed and pulled myself together, throwing more things into the basket.

I don’t know where Blaze will be tomorrow, but tonight he’s going to sleep in my bed, and I’m going to seduce him with every curve I have.

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