Chapter 92. Kept Woman

Venus POV

I didn't know how angry I was at him until I saw Rhys. That was the man the Goddess had given me as a second-chance mate—my second chance to love and to be loved—but he had killed any hope of us ever being together again.

Maybe I had felt a bit guilty for putting Saylor in the middle of our crisis, and maybe I had gotten a little bit jealous when Saylor mentioned Henrietta's sudden closeness with Rhys.

Just a tiny, unimportant little pang of jealousy.

It didn't change anything, anyway. I didn't want him in my life as whatever he was: lover, fuck buddy, whatever. He could have a fucking fivesome orgy with his mistresses for all I cared. Nobody would question the King, and that was who he was.

However, when Saylor asked who I was to him, the truth tasted vile. In the beginnin