Chapter 37

“So, today, he cornered me at the back of the palace and wanted to f-force his advances. He struck me on the cheek and tore my clothes, too, but I kicked him hard in his unmentionables and escaped.”

Silence. The silence stretched.

Danika felt compelled to add, “I hit him really hard with a wooden plank before I escaped.”

Lucien stared at her for so long that Danika wished she could read minds. She needed to know what was going through the mind of this man.

“Kneel.”

That one word had Danika’s knees hitting the ground and her heart beating faster. 

He took measured steps and stood in front of her. His hand palmed her jaw, forcing her head up to stare into the bottomless pit of his cold eyes.

“Is it true? All of it?” he asked curly.

“Yes, Master.”

“Why should I believe whatever you say?”

“Y-you have no reason to, my king.”

“But you say it anyway.”

“Yes, Master.”

His callous hand caressed her collar, and