I was utterly taken aback, unable to contain my shock as I exclaimed, "What?" Are you saying that I have been selected to be a candidate bride for the king of Vulterion?”
I was left in shock to know that I would eventually have the chance to be betrothed to the alpha king of Vulterion. It would be such a great stepping stone for me and my family If I could become his queen.
However, seeing how my father thinks of me as a political tool he could use to gain more power from the monarch, I simply couldn’t help but detest my own father and for being born in this house.
Which was why, almost two weeks after Count Vicente came, another telegram from the palace arrived confirming that I was able to get the majority of votes from the council to be presented before the alpha king, Kalix Amari.
I didn’t even ask for the reason why, of course, knowing how my father groomed me since birth, I knew that my role would be to become the perfect bride for a monarch.
At first, I really thought my father was only making up those stories. Not knowing that he really was keeping it as his goal all this time.
It was also indicated in the telegram that I would have to make preparations for the wedding, which would be set for tomorrow morning. I really didn’t want the wedding to take place. My father was the only one who wanted this wedding to accomplish his desire for more power.
Upon learning that my father intended to use me as a pawn for his own goals, I was overwhelmed with despair. Yet, despair and sadness linger close by. Upon reviewing the marriage contract with the alpha king that arrived along with the palace telegram, I made my decisions thoughtfully.
Therefore, I intend to tie the knot in this political marriage, while bringing eternal shame upon the House Victorian.
Later that night, I went in disguise all by myself, as Gwen and my father believed I would find the nearest brothel closer to the outskirts of Estia that I could find. Since I was not familiar with this area, I followed where my feet took me, only to end up arriving in this nearly secluded village.
As soon as I entered the only brothel there, I was immediately caught up when a man suddenly grabbed me by the elbow and yanked me towards the front stage. “Here’s a fresh and virgin catch, gentlemen. Never been touched, and with a fine skin that is as pale as snow.”
There was a loud cheer, and I was not sure what was going on until the man eventually announced, “We’re starting our bid with a thousand gold coins.”
My eyes widened in disbelief hearing how I was being sold inside this brothel like some piece of meat. A part of me was revolting to run, but my mind was pretty convinced that I should continue this because this was what I initially came here for.
It was all part of my plan to find a random man and let him take away my virginity so that by the time I was presented to the alpha king, my family would be liable for the disgrace that I brought to them.
“Ten thousand gold coins from the gentleman in the dark hood.” Said the man beside me. “Anyone who wants to go higher than that? No one? Alright. Sold for the amount of ten thousand gold coins to the man in black hood.”
And just as swift as that, I now found myself inside the room waiting for the gentleman who bought me earlier. I was not sure if this was how they really do it here. However, it has been over an hour now since they brought me inside this small room to wait for the gentleman.
While I was waiting for the man who bought me inside the room, I couldn’t help but feel really hungry waiting so long that I immediately took the chance to eat while I still had the time.
I had not eaten anything since this afternoon, making me really starved. Unconsciously, I even begin to pick up the meal with my fingers, which I don’t normally do. For some reason, my body was beginning to heat up, and I couldn’t explain the abrupt dizziness I was feeling at the moment.
Thinking that it might be because I was rushing food inside me that it might have caused my stomach to upset, I quickly cleansed my hands. Although this feeling was unlikely, it was similar to when I had an upset stomach. It was more like a different kind of heat that was surging between my legs, extending throughout my entire body.
The next thing I knew, everything was already beginning to become hazy for me, and the intensity of the heat that was emanating from within me was giving me this peculiar feeling. My mind was blown by how quickly they were able to drug me. It would be a great deal of trouble if it continued at this rate.
I stood from the table and was planning to wash my face, hoping it would help, but got myself accidentally bumped into something hard and warm.
When I looked up, I saw a towering man in a mask. He instantly turned the lights off, and only the candle lamp from the bedside table illuminated a portion of the room, making it hard for me to see his face.
“Are you perhaps the man—”
But before I could even say another word, I was surprised when he immediately scooped my neck in one hand to keep me still as he captured my mouth. The other free hand of this man swifty curled around my waist, preventing me from escaping.
“Won’t you really talk?” I asked, wondering why he hasn’t said anything at all. It made me wonder if he was even mute.
In just a snap, I was already enamored with the overwhelming kiss he was giving me. I had never experienced this much from Joffrey and truthfully, it was making me feel awkward knowing I may not be able to return back the same skill he possessed.
He was quick to take advance as he lured me into bed to undress me. He was much bigger than I had anticipated. That fear had me consumed when I saw his massive length. I doubt it could ever fit inside me, particularly since this would be my first time.
“Please be gentle. This is my first.” I had to be honest, even though the sound of this might be embarrassing.
Despite being dizzy, I somehow caught a vague image of his lower face giving a devious grin as he thrust himself inside me, leaving me squirming from the foreign pain. This was the pain that I must endure, for this pain would be the reason why the house of Victorian would fall.
But for some reason, the pain didn’t last that long. This masked man eventually moved slower after hearing my squirm. And the pain I had earlier was replaced with a pleasurable feeling I never had experienced in the past.
Before I knew it, I was already moving my hips in sync with his movements. It made me move more and to actually want more of him inside me as my insides began to memorize his thickness.
The masked man kissed me again before he went lower to nibble on my nipples. The tickles it gives me added more to the dizziness and somehow cures the heat I was having earlier. I was so engrossed with this that I clearly forgot the fact that I am doing it with a complete stranger.
“Move some more, please…” I ended up begging for him to destroy me the entire night. Leaving all my worries behind, thinking if this was the prize for ruining the reputation of House Victorian…
…then, it wasn’t so bad at all.
The clothes I wear were picked out for me.These silver-stained shoes on my feet, embellished with multiple sets of diamonds, were also picked out for me.And even this marriage was also prearranged for me.Regrettably, I am involved in an emotionally distant relationship with the most vicious man I have ever met. And I detested every aspect of his being, including the day that I consented to marry someone as insatiable as him. He looks at me with those lusty oceanic-blue eyes that make me feel as though I am being stripped naked. His icy, aloof words made me come to the stark realization that I was merely a puppet in his hands, to be manipulated at his whim and discarded when he’s done.I recall escaping from a similar prison of a dollhouse in the past, only to find myself once more ensnared by a new one with an owner that had a more carnal desire for my being.“Did I not ask you to wear the red lingerie that I sent you this morning?” His voice, which was both deep and masculine, re
“Leona?” was the only word that escaped Joffrey's lips, which was stained with the crimson lip tint that Myrtle oftenly used.I could feel the terror reflected in his gaze. Joffrey was wearing the face of a fraidy thief cornered by the person who caught him stealing. Although in Joffrey’s case, it was different. He might not have particularly stolen any material thing from me, yet, it was my trust on him that has been taken for granted. After being gone for three months, I had been busy preparing a dowry for his family in anticipation of our marriage, only to be greeted in this manner upon my return.Shock was more than what I was feeling at the moment, especially after finding out the truth that he was actually cheating on me, and that most of all, he dared sleeping with my step sister—of all women.“Leona?” Myrtle groggily muttered upon being disturbed by the noise I created. Much to my shock, she didn't seem surprised that I was standing here witnessing this infidelity and betray
As a result of Joffrey's decision to call off our engagement and, in the same breath, demonstrate to everyone in the Victorian Manor that he was rejecting me as his mate, I was cast from my own home.Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that Joffrey would one day reject me as his mate. I have always thought that I would be spending the rest of my life with him after he imprinted on me when I turned eighteen.Two years later, this nightmare came to me and ruined every bit of what my future was supposed to look like, and it was all because of a spoiled and desperate stepsister, Myrtle.When Gwen and I left the manor, I made a vow to myself that I would strive to get back up, and once that happened, I would make every single one of them pay for doing me wrong.“Lady Leona, please take my pillow. I understand that this isn’t the kind of place where you are most comfortable when sleeping. So I hope this will help a little.” Gwen suddenly interrupted me while I was looking outside the w
I was utterly taken aback, unable to contain my shock as I exclaimed, "What?" Are you saying that I have been selected to be a candidate bride for the king of Vulterion?”I was left in shock to know that I would eventually have the chance to be betrothed to the alpha king of Vulterion. It would be such a great stepping stone for me and my family If I could become his queen.However, seeing how my father thinks of me as a political tool he could use to gain more power from the monarch, I simply couldn’t help but detest my own father and for being born in this house.Which was why, almost two weeks after Count Vicente came, another telegram from the palace arrived confirming that I was able to get the majority of votes from the council to be presented before the alpha king, Kalix Amari.I didn’t even ask for the reason why, of course, knowing how my father groomed me since birth, I knew that my role would be to become the perfect bride for a monarch.At first, I really thought my father
As a result of Joffrey's decision to call off our engagement and, in the same breath, demonstrate to everyone in the Victorian Manor that he was rejecting me as his mate, I was cast from my own home.Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that Joffrey would one day reject me as his mate. I have always thought that I would be spending the rest of my life with him after he imprinted on me when I turned eighteen.Two years later, this nightmare came to me and ruined every bit of what my future was supposed to look like, and it was all because of a spoiled and desperate stepsister, Myrtle.When Gwen and I left the manor, I made a vow to myself that I would strive to get back up, and once that happened, I would make every single one of them pay for doing me wrong.“Lady Leona, please take my pillow. I understand that this isn’t the kind of place where you are most comfortable when sleeping. So I hope this will help a little.” Gwen suddenly interrupted me while I was looking outside the w
“Leona?” was the only word that escaped Joffrey's lips, which was stained with the crimson lip tint that Myrtle oftenly used.I could feel the terror reflected in his gaze. Joffrey was wearing the face of a fraidy thief cornered by the person who caught him stealing. Although in Joffrey’s case, it was different. He might not have particularly stolen any material thing from me, yet, it was my trust on him that has been taken for granted. After being gone for three months, I had been busy preparing a dowry for his family in anticipation of our marriage, only to be greeted in this manner upon my return.Shock was more than what I was feeling at the moment, especially after finding out the truth that he was actually cheating on me, and that most of all, he dared sleeping with my step sister—of all women.“Leona?” Myrtle groggily muttered upon being disturbed by the noise I created. Much to my shock, she didn't seem surprised that I was standing here witnessing this infidelity and betray
The clothes I wear were picked out for me.These silver-stained shoes on my feet, embellished with multiple sets of diamonds, were also picked out for me.And even this marriage was also prearranged for me.Regrettably, I am involved in an emotionally distant relationship with the most vicious man I have ever met. And I detested every aspect of his being, including the day that I consented to marry someone as insatiable as him. He looks at me with those lusty oceanic-blue eyes that make me feel as though I am being stripped naked. His icy, aloof words made me come to the stark realization that I was merely a puppet in his hands, to be manipulated at his whim and discarded when he’s done.I recall escaping from a similar prison of a dollhouse in the past, only to find myself once more ensnared by a new one with an owner that had a more carnal desire for my being.“Did I not ask you to wear the red lingerie that I sent you this morning?” His voice, which was both deep and masculine, re