Fifty-One: What You Are

FLEKI

The maid’s hateful confession was enough to prove to me that she had no idea how many maids had been brought in after they’d watched their families and entire lives being uprooted by my various conquests, so why on earth did she think her case was special enough to give her the guts to expert revenge?

After I’d told her where she was headed because she’d dared to stage an assassination attempt against me, I didn't care for what other thing she had to say neither did I care for how long she’d be tortured afterward so I left for my room, all that bullshit was enough drama to last me for a millennium.

I headed for my room to unwind after the unbelievably annoying day I’d had, and the gods had answered my prayers swiftly because as soon as I opened the door I was met with Lustre’s fucking hot body as she leaned against the wall beside my bed, she knew she could only seat on my bed if I let her and it was good to know she remained obedient to that.

However, as soon as she dragged