The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 140

Princess Kamara had gone to sleep when she was awakened and given the message about the King’s summon.

Her heart flew right out of her chest. She knows that she has exhausted her luck and it’s time to perform her duties.

Tears prickled the back of her eyes.

She got up and put on her robes. She made her way out of her chambers and started towards the King’s Chambers.

It’s well past midnight, she bypassed sleeping guards and a few guards on duty. Getting to his door, she paused and took a shaky breath. Then, she knocked hesitantly.

Silence met her soft knock. She waited patiently, trying to still her racing heart and calm herself down. Nerves racked her, and her eyes won’t stop prickling.

“Come in.” Came the deep g***n of the king.

She opened the door and entered his room. Inside, he was seated behind his desk scribbling down on the scroll in front of him.

It made her remember her father, who was always writing when he isn’t dealing with matters of the court and his people. When he isn’t with her mother, or listening to the advice of mistress Donna.

“You summoned me, Your Highness.” Thankfully, her voice was calmer than she felt. There was none of the shivers working inside her reflected on it.

King Lucien looked up from the scroll towards her. “Give me a minute.”

That short-clipped words more than anything confirmed her fears. The king will take her to bed tonight.

“Take all the t-time you need, My King.” She gripped the hem of her dress.

Princess Kamara tried to put herself together. It’s just coupling, nothing she hasn’t done before. She can survive this night. All she has to do is just to close her eyes and take it.

She walked on shaky legs to the bed and lowered herself on it. He continued writing, while she sat down there being racked with nerves.

If she doesn’t know better, she’ll say that he’s also trying to delay their coupling too.

The silence between them stretched. Only the cool breeze of the night was heard occasionally.

Finally, he placed the inked feather gently back into the lid, and closed it, picking up the scroll, he began rolling it methodically until he got what he was looking, then, he kept it to the of the desk.

Then, the sound of a chair pulling back interrupted the silence of the night as the king got up and walk around his desk. He crossed his arms and leaned against his desk. “Take off you clothes, Kamara.”

Kamara got up from the bed and began pulling off her clothes. Her hands were trembling but she tried her best not to let her anxiety show. Taking off her robes, she stood in her flimsy nightwear and stared up at him.

It was at the tip of his tongue to order her to the table and fir her to give him her back. He just wants to

The king wanted nothing more than to order her to the table and have her give her back to him, he wanted it swift and fast like it’s best good tp him.

He does not want to have to touch her, and having her touch him right back. He does not want anybody’s hands on him.

But she’s a princess, and will be his future queen. She doesn’t deserve such treatment from him.

And so, he forced himself to pull away from his desk. He strode towards her, coming up to her fr behind. He placed a hand on her shoulder and she jumped slightly.

“It’s okay. Relax.” He g*****d.

She jerked her head into a hesitant nod and waited, her hand clutched to her clothes. He placed a k**s on her shoulder and it left a sore taste in his mouth.

King Lucien turned her around to face him, she was doing her best to hide it but the fear in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.

His eyes fluttered to her face and he saw Danika.

He blinked hard and looked again. But, it was Kamara. Why will he think about Danika at such time like this?

Putting the thoughts away, he dreaded what will come next, but it did not stop him from trying to get it done. The sooner, the better.

He lowered his head and took her lips with his. Swallowing her whimper, he coaxed her lips with his, while his hand hanged loosely on her shoulder.

Kamara squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to let her uncertainty show. Her hands felt useless by her side, so she placed them on his clothed shoulder.

He stiffened instantly. Every large part of him froze like stone in front of her, and he pulled back breaking the k**s.

Her chaotic mind refused to process and remind her at the moment that this man does not like to be touch, because her nerves were shot all over the place.

“Kamara.” He breathed her name.

“Yes, Y-Your Highness.” Her voice shook.

“You aren’t ready for this, are you?”