Chapter 4

ERICA'S POV

The moaning sound was loud enough for me to know how much pleasure the woman felt from him. 

And it made me feel weak and sad for some reason. He was my mate and it was something we both knew. I had no feelings for him but yet it still hurt to see him with someone else.

No! I can't be here, he can't see me here unless he would think I was spying on him and making me do other chores and I can't do that.

I had to leave, I would come back later to clean his room but not now.

And with that, I turned around but then I accidentally hit a white vase at the side of the doorway. As the vase landed on the ground, the loud sound of shattered glass was heard and everywhere went quiet.

And so did the moaning sound from inside. 'Oh! No, did he hear it?' I thought as I quickly picked up the broken pieces of the vase.

But just then, I heard the door dash open and coming out was Leroi, and he looked as Charming as ever but the expression on him showed that he didn't come out to have a friendly conversation.

LEROI'S POV

As I thrust into Alana in pleasure it felt like I was in heaven but just when everything was getting better, I heard a loud sound from outside and it ruined my entire mood.

Who dared to disturb me while I was having fun?

I strictly made a rule which meant that whenever I and any of my women were having fun, no one was allowed near my quarters. So who dared to defy my order?

I thought as I separated from the breathless Alena, making my way out of the room.

As I opened the door in anger, I was completely taken aback as I saw who it was.

There was only one woman whose red hair was as enchanting and as alluring as lust and those green eyes which looked like they were given by the moon goddess.

It was no one other than Erica and upon seeing her was a little taken aback but my surprised expression was then exchanged with an angrier one.

Taking a stronghold of her, I pulled her from the ground as I said angrily, "What the hell do you think you are doing here rogue, how dare you come into my quarters?"

I shouted at her from the top of my lungs and I could see her whimper in fear as her green eyes blinked uncontrollably.

"I-I…was.." she stammered but I cut her short of her words as I said to her, "Don't even say a word, seeing your face already disgusted me..talk less of hearing your voice, Now! Clean up this place and leave do you understand me rouge!"

I said to her as I let go of her with a force which made her land on the ground hard and her hands straight on the broken pieces of the vase and with that, red blood excreted from her fair hands as she hussed in pain.

And upon seeing that, my eyes widened in shock as I quickly bent down And took her hands in mine, saying in my worried voice, "You're so careless….look now, you can't do anything right!"

I said as I placed her wounded mouth in my mouth to remove the bad blood. I have to say that she was tasty.

Why did I care so much about her, I should hate her because it was her kind who had almost ruined my life but yet all I felt for her was anger and care, why care, just why?

ERICA'S POV

As he questioned me I felt completely lifeless as those red-blooded eyes on his pierced into my skin making me have goosebumps all over.

How was I supposed to tell him that I was assigned to his room, it wasn't my fault but the head maid's.

I'm innocent but he won't believe me and even if he were to, he won't do anything to the head maid but just warn her and it would make my life a living hell while am at the palace.

I totally can't take that risk so I didn't say a word and I could see how irritated he was with me as he then pushed me down to the ground. Because of how weak I was, I fell hard and unfortunately, my hands fell straight on those broken pieces of the vase on the ground.

The pain was like being pierced with a needle as it made my entire body shiver, I hissed as I gently raised my hands but was then taken by surprise as he bent down and took hold of my hands to examine my injury.

I could see different emotions written all over his face. Emotions filled with both anger, disgust, and care but why was he showing such warmth and care for me?

Why was he worried about me? He hated my kind didn't he but why? Was it because he was my mate?

He was physically attracted to me no matter how much he tried I could see it.

It was just like my father had said before he died, no matter how much you try you will only lust and long for your mate and you won't feel satisfied with anyone other than your mate.

No matter how much you hate them, you will always long for them unless you reject them, you will forever want them.

But why did my mate have to be such a complicated person who won't make up his mind already?

How long was he gonna hide the fact that I'm his mate and treat me like this, sigh…why do all the men in my life treat me like I'm a puppet they could hurt and care for however they like!

I said as I sighed.