When she stormed in, they stopped and stared at her. Anger darkened King Lucien's eyes.
"Vetta?" One word. A loaded question.
"I'm s-sorry, my king. I didn't know you were in the middle of something so important..." She faltered because she did know, but she didn't believe.
Lucien's mouth flattened in displeasure. He turned his attention back to the message man. "Get out." He dropped in a dismissive tone.
Vetta doesn't need to be told twice. She bowed her head and stepped out of the room in shame.
She didn't have to go and disgrace herself like that at all. Slave Danika got her all twisted, she's taking actions without thinking them through. She shouldn't do impulsive things that'll make the king loose favor in her.
No, she need to do other things, she thought with a sudden smile.
It's high time she takes that torture session the king already gave her permission to. She just have to get Danika alone.
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Danika woke up the next morning to see the whole room swept and cleaned. She doesn't need anybody to tell her that it's Sally.
And speaking of Sally....
She looked around but couldn't find her former personal maid. "Sally?" She called.
When she saw that Sally really isn't around, she got up from the bed. Last night was a little bit hazy. She can still remember the session. The things Chad taught her.
The things the King did to her.....
Danika doesn't understand how that was possible. How can something that gives such tormenting pain, give such pleasurable sensation too?
She remembered the way the thing was with her last night, and her insides warmed up. It's a side of him she never thought he had.
How many other sides does he have apart from the side that hates and wants to punish her?
The king is the most unpredictable man she's ever known. Not that she has known a lot of men.
She got up from the bed, holding the white sheet to her body when it dawned on her that she's naked underneath it. Her jaws hurt from overuse.
How did she fall asleep? How did she end up in her bed?
She groaned miserably when she realized that she fell asleep on the King's bed. Will he punish her for it later?
She forced the thought out of her mind. No need dwelling on the things she can't change.
She found her sandals cleaned out and kept waiting beneath the bed. A smile crossed her lips as she slipped her legs into them.
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