That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King’s Slave Mate Novel

Chapter 122: Vladya had purposefully ignored the girl all day as a means of self-preservation. But as he glanced at her now, that part of him that felt strangely drawn to her began to surface.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he met her with an indifferent gaze. "Return to your chambers, Aekeira. You should not be here."

"No, no, no," she shook her head vigorously, her eyes red and swollen. "Em has been missing for hours! I need to know if he is safe. I need to ensure that beast has not devoured my brother. Please, help me." Desperate hands clung to his garment. "I would do anything."

He didn't need to hear this now. "Aekeira-" "Anything!" The girl persisted stubbornly, her eyes blazing with determination. The princess within her shone through her unyielding will. "I give you my body. Isn't that what you desire? You can have it. I'll spread my legs for you, and even present-"

"Don't you dare," Vladya snapped, anger flaring within him. Alongside that was a surge of arousal, pulsating through him. His manhood hardened, hungry, and demanding. "How dare you attempt to barter your filthy body with me?"

He took a menacing step forward, causing the girl to shrink back in fear. Drawing closer, he bent down and gripped her delicate neck with his fingers.

"You are my slave, Aekeira. I have ownership over this body," he said in a low voice, his gaze wandering down her figure. "I will take it whenever and however I please. If I choose not to, it is because I have no desire for it. You are in no position to negotiate with me."

The girl tightly shut her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I-I just… Please, I'm desperate. I need to know if my brother is safe."

"And you believe barging into the forbidden chambers and provoking the beast was the right course of action? Putting yourself and your brother's life at risk, as well as endangering the lives of my people?" he continued in a deceptively calm tone. "You fool. I should have you whipped."

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Releasing her neck, he stepped back. "Get out of here, Aekeira. Return to your room. That is an order."

A cry of despair escaped her throat as she looked at him helplessly before she rose and obeyed his command. Vladya watched her depart.

Her bravery…

A female who had been terrified of him, yet never hesitated to confront him for the sake of her brother. She even attempted to bargain with him, fully aware that he would not be gentle with her body.

Such fierce loyalty. Such love that gave her courage.

He admired and despised it. Vladya didn't want to see those qualities-or any qualities at all-in her or any human, for that matter. Was that too much to ask?

Continuing on his way to the Abyss land, he dismissed the soldiers he encountered. He was not surprised to find no soldiers guarding the chambers up close. With the beast having escaped tonight and the locks not yet replaced, everyone knew better than to approach that chamber.

The metal gate locks lay in shambles on the floor, and the oak door was broken. Inside, the beast lay behind its barricade, its yellow eyes glaring at the entrance. At the intruder.

And then, there was the boy.

Curled up on the floor, his hair freed from its bindings, spilled around him. Fully clothed.

His breathing was steady, a rhythmic pattern, fast asleep. And a few feet away, the beast sat, watching over him protectively. Possessively.

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