My chest clenched and my neck stung hotter than before, my body throbbing from my head down to my toes. My face scrunched involuntarily, wide eyes glued to her figure. I couldn’t even manage to look away and the more I stared the more intense my revulsion became.
This situation feels disgusting. Of all the women in this palace, why the one I hate the most?!
…But why am I even surprised? She did say he f****d them all, didn’t she? Plus, this is what all men enjoy after all, lifting every skirt they see. And I’m sure it gets worse since he’s not even human.
Still…why does it repulse me so much? Is it because it’s her? Or is it because it’s him?
Well, this does go against all that s**t he said to me before, so I think my annoyance is totally valid. Someone of such high status should ke
