The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 46

While the king was in the bathroom, Vetta called the maids to take out the bedsheets. She wanted every trace of that bitch out!

The two maids that remained cleaned out the room to her satisfaction. By the time the king came out of the bathroom, the room was clean and arranged, aired and scented.

She sat there on the bed while the King took off his clothes and changed into new ones. She tried to keep being calm, it was a struggle.

How can Danika spent the night in the King’s bed and he allowed her!? He’d never…NEVER…let her lay on the bed, but he took s****l pleasures from his slave on this bed, and he also let her sleep on it. How is that even possible!?

He’d found satisfaction with her too, she knows this. Chad was never in here and she wasn’t too. It was that bitch!

Vetta’s head was pounding really hard, her hands fisted beside her in rage, but when the king clothed himself fully and stared at her, she beamed at him like she was a bright and happy mistress.

“I see you had a very good night, Your Highness?” She asked brightly.

He nodded once, not saying anything. His face was the usual expressionless mask as he walked to his desk and got behind it.

The air of authority that clung to him like a cloak to a body, made it hard for her to ask direct questions or even demand answers. That would be a huge mistake where King Lucien is concern.

“You must have slept really well, My King. I’ve knocked several times before but you’ve been sleeping.” She said, fishing.

He sorted through the scrolls on his desk calmly. Finally, he raised his eyes and bored down on her carefully.

“How have you been, Vetta?” He asked.

A trill of pleasure shot through her at the question. “I’m doing so good, my king.”

He nodded once and focused on his scrolls again. Vetta knows without being told that he probably has a lot to do today and he wants to get on with them, because he already has a late start.

Suddenly, she wanted some contact with him. Even if it’s a little bit of it.

She walked close to him and dropped to her knees. She placed a hand on his clothed-hard thighs.

He stiffened, the way he does whenever someone puts their hands on him. He lifted his eyes from the scroll, and stared at her hand on his body. His eyes lifted to her face.

“I want to apologize for what I did three nights ago. I should never have done something like that… I didn’t know what got into me…” She allowed her eyes to water as she stared at him.

“I never wanted to go that far. But… I just couldn’t stop remembering everything her father did to us. I remembered the way I lost my baby… The way Declan died….and it drove me mad.” She lied smoothly, knowing the right buttons to push.

At the mention of Declan, he flinched like he’d been punched and his eyes darkened.

Happiness spread through her at the sight, but she hid it well. She got him on that one, she never wants him to forget.

She blinked hard to make sure the tears run down her cheeks. “But, now I know that I was wrong. I almost killed her. I should never had let my pains get the best of me…..”

Silence. The silence stretched.

Finally, King Lucien finally cupped her cheek. “It’s alright, Vetta. I’m glad you finally understand that you did wrong. I punished you because I don’t want you to become a monster because of everything we went through.”

“Let me bear those burden alone, it is my cross to bear. I gave you freedom and I want you to enjoy it. To bask in it. Do not become like me. I don’t want to see you become a monster.”

“Yes, my king.” She whispered, rubbing her cheek on his rough palm.

He pulled back then, severing all contacts. He picked up a brand new scroll and unwrapped it. “You can go now. I need to get some things done.”

“Uhm…. I can come in later? I promise to make you feel so good…” She trailed off huskily.

He shook his head dismissively. “I will call you when I need you.”

Anger, hot and swift slashes through her. But, she nodded and got up from the floor. She bowed to him before she walked out of the room.

Outside his room, she gritted her teeth angrily. This is all because of that bitch!

She wanted the king to herself, dammit! Now, he wouldn’t even let her come to him today, all because of that bitch!

What and what happened in her absence that she doesn’t know? Not knowing is driving her really mad!

The memory of seeing Danika lying down on his bed coursed another round of swift rage went to course through her. Her day was officially ruined. A lot of things are going out of place!

Which charm did she use on him to make him sleep? Sleep for that long!?

She would have to do something about Danika. She would do something and fast. She can’t let this….whatever this is…to continue!

Because deep within herself, she knows that something has done wrong. She doesn’t know what, but she could feel it.

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Karandy stayed in his bedroom nursing his wounds. That bitch, Danika, almost beat him to death. That bitch.

Rage filled Karandy. If not that a servant found him and took him back to his house and called a medicine man for him, he would have died.

He took deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. Raging won’t help him now at all.

The King’s guards had come earlier in the day. They’d paid him a visit. Apparently, Danika told the king everything.

“That bitch!!” He cussed angrily as he got up from his bed.

He never knew she had it in her at all. He never knew she’ll tell! Also, he doesn’t know that the king would ever believe her.

He’d underestimated that bitch.

“Shit.” He g*****d.

The worst part of it all is that the guards came back again and summoned him to the palace.

“The king wants to see him.” One of them had said to him.

The king will surely punish him if he admits that Danika’s allegations are true. Hell, the king might order his execution…other kings do that.

As Karandy prepared to be confronted by the king, he was raging. That bitch doesn’t know him at all.

There’s no way he’ll admit that her allegations are true. He would also make sure that the king ends up feeling betrayed by even trusting her a little bit and believing her.

He would make sure that Danika is the one that gets punished….publicly.