Sinful Kiss

He grabbed a piece of paper from the table, crumpled it into a ball, and hurled it at me.

I sidestepped to dodge it. My chest was filled with anger.

You jerk! I cursed in my heart.

"Sorry, Alpha King," I said, feigning to be calm. "I have to report to you that Miss Yetta has been in a bad mood lately."

"So what?" he sneered, squinting at me. "You should entertain her, that's what you, as a maid, should do."

"You are the one she's troubled about," I explained.

He furrowed his brow, lips tight.

"For the past half month, you haven't met her once. She's lovesick, sad every day, seeking solace in alcohol. You shouldn't..."

"What shouldn't I do?" he snapped.

"You shouldn't treat her this way. I'm asking you to spend more time with her," I replied.

"Are you joking? You want me to spend more time with her? You're quite the character. I dare say no one would beg their mate to cuckold them as you do," he squeezed out the word 'cuckold' between his teeth. The mocking smile disappeared f