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Alpha King Ozar.

I cross my legs, sitting side by side to Mehera. I have a workload if shit to do yet, I have to listen to the rules and regulations of matrimony. The matrons of intimacy have been going from one law to another as if I am a novice in bedding a woman.

“A woman is delicate as a flower, you must remember that, Your majesty.” The male matron says and I nod, participating mindlessly.

Talking about flowers, the scent of Yeri’s skin is nothing short of roses. Kissing her…heavens, kissing her made me feel like a good man. Like a man who had the world in the palm of his hands. I have conquered kings and queens, warriors and chariots, but the feeling of being a conqueror was most felt when I held Yeri, looked into her eyes and believed that she had feelings for me too.

Such an idiot.

“A king has his needs and Lady Mehera, you must remember to satisfy your husband completely…” The female matron continues and I exhale.

“You must be submissive to your king….”

Talking about submissi