Chapter 90

Vetta stood behind the door, breathing rage and fire. She’d come to check on him and to find good reasons to punish Danika and send her away. Vetta wanted to know if she could seduce the king into using her fertility pills. Then she’d heard the king’s groans of pleasure… and Danika’s.

The lamp in the bedroom cast their shadows, and Vetta could see everything they did through the shadows.

She saw everything. She heard everything. Her blood boiled hotter than fire.

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King Lucien woke up the next morning with mixed feelings. Peace from a good night’s rest, and pain from the wound in his chest. He was curled around Danika’s small body, his arms wrapped around her back, her breasts plastered to his chest.

The way his body hurt, he didn’t want to wake yet. Didn’t want to face the day. He didn’t want to think about his wound. About the man that haunted him even in death.

Alone, he had no reason to keep being strong. To pull away from this soft body and