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

Chapter 522: He hadn't been able to look at himself in the mirror since. Hadn't recovered, couldn't forget it.

His pace quickened as he drove into Adissa's trembling body harder, faster. Her whimpers and muffled sobs filled the room, fueling his fire.

Healing the raw edges of his pride.

I am Zaiper. Second Ruler of Urai. A male of power, of dominance. I hold sway over everyone in this kingdom-save one. I am not weak! I am not nothing!

For millennia, he had trained tirelessly to surpass Daemonikai in strength. Yet no matter how hard he tried, no matter how much blood he spilled, it was never enough.

That male had been sick, his body wracked with poison, yet still, he had effortlessly subdued him.

And not just subdued-he humiliated him, crushed him like an insect in a battle for dominance, leaving him trembling and cowardly… in his own territory.

If it could even be called a battle. More like a beating.

Zaiper's eyes closed, stroking harder, moving in harsh, punishing thrusts. He focused on the physical act, the wet sound of flesh meeting flesh, the way Adissa's body shook underneath him. It was bliss.

But even as he came, he was unfulfilled. No satisfaction, no relief. Only a deeper emptiness.

Pulling out, he straightened, tucking himself back into his clothing. "You may return to your bondmate now, with my semen dripping from your cunt every step of the way."

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She gave a strangled whine, her sobs growing louder as she shakily straightened. Shame written all over her as she gathered her clothes and walked out.

Zaiper watched her leave, a small satisfaction stirring in him. I still have power. I still have control over many.

And I will rise again.

If there was one lesson this humiliation had reminded him of, it was the importance of discretion. Daemonikai must never learn the truth of his family's demise.

He must never know.

Zaiper would be smarter, more careful, more calculating in his plans and their execution.

There were countless ways to bring a male like Daemonikai to his knees without issuing a direct challenge. Zaiper had done it before, after all.

And he would do it again. Daemonikai would pay for his arrogance.

By the time I'm done with him, he will hit rock bottom all over again. And this time, he will not survive.

PRINCESS EMERIEL

She screamed when Grand King Daemonikai breached her body. Arching beneath him, Emeriel tried to escape the harsh pain tearing through her, but there was nowhere to run.

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