Alpha's S*x Slave

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realize that most of the Alpha kings in that hall including the one standing before me we

th like he cared. We arrived at his castle – a gorgeous Victorian

owing gown. One thing was for sure, she wasn't a servant. She wasn't wearing the uniform and sh

hat sucked away one's freedom and pleasure, which I knew wasn't true. He preferred changi

, leaving me surprised. I never knew an Alpha king could

rned his name was Sebastian. He ordered them to

ned sour the moment she set her eyes on me. I tried greeting her as I entered but s

robe, fireplace, a vanity table and a large standing mirror at the centre of the room. Plus the room was in a pristine condition, as though no one had confined it for the past few months. I sighe

box. My brows furrowed at the sight of it. Why was she bringin

pare to have dinner with him," s

the woman in the sea-green gown was.

has happened today. But who am I to decline? If I did, he might just punish me like Hermes always did. I had no

ude, tulle V-neck mermaid gown with different shades of blue sequins. Every layer of the

king me a maid in this castle, his sex slave like Hermes did or somethin

ness. Reluctantly, I got dressed but was stricken to see that it clung so perfectly to my figure, as though it was made ju

o see you now," she said with tha

asn't. It was as though she was told not to say any other thing to me asides the order giv

t pounded in my chest as I thought of the underground part of Hermes's castle where he did the w

king me?" I asked, panic

red me in. I almost stumbled on my heels on seeing Sebastia

candles. He rose in an instant, closed the door and led me across the table. He pulled the ch

g else to do than to avoid his eyes, looking into the empty glasses before me, reminding myself every

ed red wine into the glasses, leaving the bottle on a wine holder on

leased his mouth from his glass, slightly

se my nervousness and it only left him chuckling a

her side of the room. She dropped a dessert – a single simple plate

aid, sensing m

ist but if I did, something I didn't like might just happen, so I reached fo

the auction?" he asked a

it, my king." I said and

the words from my mouth. "Hermes is a psychotic brute. And I would

as much as I did. But I couldn't be so sure. Perhaps he wanted to deceive me into trash-talking his fellow