Chapter fifty three

Emily's POV

I lost count of the number of times the King and I had sex after the last car experience, we did it everywhere and anywhere we could.

And he always had me locked in and left me begging for more like some sort of starved animal who just ate its food in front of its master and loved every bite but knew that it was wrong to do so, and he would only take so much before it would be too late.

Did that even make any sense?

Tonight we had ended up in his room and it was my second time here since the soup incident.

All the excitement I felt was thrown out of the window when I noticed the picture of that red-haired woman hanging on his wall.

I had not noticed it the last time I was here but it did something to me, it sent anger surging through my body, my blood ran cold, everything turned blurry for a few seconds and for the first time in forever, I wanted to get as far away from the King as possible. He was staring at me with an amused expression but didn’t say anything, simply wai