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Chapter 71

The Forced Breeder of the Lycan King /Diva.D

She groaned as he pulled her closer, and she pushed him off. "Why on earth are you doing this? For someone who does not regard? “She asked sarcastically. The look on his face made her gasp, she ran back. "I am sorry, I just needed to distract you. I wanted to get you to calm down." Elliott followed her as she left to the living room. "I would prefer you keep your hands and lips to yourself. Please don’t touch me. “She said as he motioned that they should be quiet.”I am not here to touch you. I am here to ask how you are, that is all. That kiss was a mistake. “Elliott replied as he sat down on the chair."It had better. As you can see we are fine and full. You can have your leave." She pointed to the door. Elliott smirked and shook his head. “What if I decide not to leave? I own everything here. You cannot chase me out." "Of course, you own all these. But Mr. Etiquette, you have not realized that there is something known as privacy. “Constance frowned as she stood akimbo."You seem to

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Chapter 72

The Forced Breeder of the Lycan King /Diva.D

"Barnes hope my dinner is served." Elliott asked as he came in. The house was filled with the rich scent of roast mutton and crisp bacon and his mouth watered. "Yes Sir. You can proceed to eat after changing into more appropriate wears." Barnes replied with a chuckle. "I know I am so excited, it’s not every day you come home to a well cooked meal. How did we ever survive without Constance by the way?" Elliott asked Barnes as they both walked to his room. "I don't know Sir. But I am grateful she's here. I don't have to depend on those boiled broccoli dinners." Barnes chatted happily."How is she? I mean mentally, Is she good?" Elliott turned to face him, his expression was serious. "I don't mean to gossip but she is not okay. She is always in the air, she talks to herself and she forgets herself a lot." Barnes answered solemnly. "Okay. Where is she?" Elliott asked as Barnes helped him change into a polo and jeans."In the chalet with her twins." Barnes said as he folded up the clothes

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Chapter 73

The Forced Breeder of the Lycan King /Diva.D

"Mr. Bucknall, your breakfast is served." Constance said as she entered the lounge where Elliott sat and she almost missed a step. "Why on earth does he choose to work bare chested? Does he not realise the danger in that." She thought as he stood up and closed his laptop."Thank you Constance, you can leave." Elliott instructed as he passed by her. "Sir! I am sorry for the way I spoke yesterday. I did not want anything to go wrong when we visited." Constance said wringing her fingers. Elliott just looked at her and shook his head."Mr. Bucknall you are not saying anything." She hurried after him almost hitting his back as he walked on. She could smell the musky scent of his cologne. "I have absolutely nothing to say. You were right and I was wrong. They are your children not mine." Elliott said as he walked on. "I did not really mean to be rude. I was just..." Constance was cut off by his stern stare."You can take your leave Constance. When it is time to prepare lunch you can then co

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Chapter 74

The Forced Breeder of the Lycan King /Diva.D

"You are not really here for the food, are you? You are aware that even without your consent I make breakfast, lunch and dinner for you." Constance looked up at his face as she addressed him. The valet was quiet and she became uncomfortable. "Barnes, what is going on? Please does Mr. Bucknall want me out of the job?" She asked him, tired of his silence. "Not really! Master really likes your food and all. We are worried about you. You were not like the Constance we met the first evening, who was bold, fiery and talked like Mary. You speak to yourself." Barnes explained as Constance roughly chopped basil leaves."I speak to myself, how?" Constance asked as she took the pot to drain the pasta. The aroma of the tomato sauce she was cooking filled their nostrils as Barnes opened the lid. "When I saw you jogging around the chalet this morning at exactly eight fifteen, you were talking to yourself like you were insane or something. Also, you forget yourself easily. Look the tomato sauce is

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