Viktor POV
Where is she? I said 2 hours. She’s well over 20 minutes late. I was lenient on her because it was her first few days. But 20 minutes is well over-pushing it.
“Loren,” I growled through the mind link. I was finding myself getting angrier with each moment that passed without her entering my chambers.
First, she looks at me with such hate.. I don’t understand why I was so bothered, it is nothing out of the ordinary to share a slave. She should be grateful I haven’t allowed several men to take her as they see fit.
Second, she snaps at me. I couldn’t believe this girl. I get that she’s not used to being a slave, that she was once a princess who’s only care in the world was what dress she was going to wear for the day.. but that’s still no excuse to speak to her master in such a
