Then the woman glanced at King Lucien and faked a smile. “I knew you’d be needing me. That’s why I’m here.”
The woman walked past Danika and went to the table that Danika had just come from. She pulled her skirts up, and the king unbuckled himself, pulled his phallus out, and entered the woman.
“You’re welcomed to watch,” the woman drawled, giving Danika a smile filled with loathing.
Danika shook her head. Done dressing, with her head up, she walked out of the chambers. Once outside of the room, she leaned against the wall, her breath erratic. Her emotions were so jumbled, they confused her.
He helped her, and yet he didn’t want her thanks. He’d have s*x with her, but he wouldn’t finish.
The king preferred to finish with his mistress, but not with Danika? Then why did he take her body
