When Vetta heard the screams in her quarters, which were secluded from the palace, she couldn’t help the smile that spread over her face.
For the first time! Now that’s more like it.
Every night in the Mombana kingdom was like a zoo—so many screams and cries and shouts and more screams.
Men cried with whatever was being done to them and women screamed from the animalistic way the guards took their body. Sons of bitches, who had no reason to be animalistic… unlike Lucien.
When she stopped hearing Danika’s voice, Vetta got up from the bed in her nightclothes and made her way out of her room. The king would need her.
She turned the corner that led to the king’s chambers in time to see him at his door.
“My king.” She whispered seductively.
He didn’t spare her a glance. “Get out, Vett
