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

Chapter 531: He's angry with me, isn't he? she thought bitterly. Why wouldn't he be?

She had shared the most beautiful, passionate night with him, only to leave him a few hours later. I would be furious, too.

So, Emeriel laid her heart bare. "I love you."

King Daemonikai's eyes snapped back to hers, naked emotions swirling in her gaze. He stared. "I love you, Daemonikai Vipertheriov Naelzharoth. I love you so much it hurts."

Grand King Daemonikai moved suddenly, cursing harshly as he closed the distance between them, pulling her roughly into his arms. The force of his embrace stole her breath away.

"How could you leave?" His voice was low and pained. "After the night we had, after everything… how could you leave?"

Emeriel shook her head frantically. Sobs wracked her body, making it difficult to speak.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking." Her words tumbled out incoherently between gasps and cries. "I know I haven't made things easy for you. I was so lost in my own pain… I didn't see yours. I didn't give you a chance…"

"Stop. Don't say that."

"No, please listen. I truly am sorry." She clung to him. "Forgive me, Your Grace. Don't ever let me go. I'll be good, I promise. I'll do anything you say…"

"Ukrae, Riel," he groaned, his hands gripping her back. "Wait a minute."

"I w-will be her replacement if that's what you want." Desperation edged into Emeriel's voice. "Just…"

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"Let me s-stay by your side. Please-"

"Emeriel!" he snapped, his tone sharp and commanding, one she had never heard before.

It struck through her like a lightning bolt, silencing her instantly.

He released her abruptly, a look of regret flashing across his face. "Shit, I just used the Alpha Will on you. I'm sorry, I never use it like that. It's just-"

Running a hand through his hair, he gripped her shoulders, his fingers digging into her skin as he forced her to meet his gaze. "Listen to me, will you? Are you ready to really hear me?"

"Yes," she whispered, her chest heaving.

Even if she could get hurt, Emeriel needed to hear what he had to say. "Tell me everything, please."

"First of all, I don't see you as a replacement for Evie. Erase that thought from your mind. You are your own person, Emeriel, with your own unique qualities and abilities. Your own unique spirit and fire. You are two separate beings, and you can never be mistaken for each other. Not in my mind, not to anyone else." He punctuated each word firmly, leaving no room for doubt. "When I look at you, all I see is Emeriel."

She opened her mouth to speak, but he raised a finger to her lips. "Shh. Let me finish."

Emeriel nodded, her hands clutching his cloak.

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