Chapter 166:
Rosa’s disgust flared, but she kept her composure. Perv, she thought, forcing herself to stay focused. “I need you to get into an intimate relationship with Aurora, the Alpha King’s breeder…”
Before she could finish, Ray interrupted, his voice dripping with confidence. “Before you say more, I agree to do whatever you want me to do.”
Rosa’s heart leapt with excitement, though she tried to hide it. “Great. Don’t you want to know how much the reward will be?”
“We’ll talk about that later,” he said, waving a hand dismissively. “But first, before I do anything for you, I need to state my condition.”
Rosa’s forehead creased in worry. “And that is?”
“Have sex with me!” he declared firmly, his hand grazing her through the fabric of her dress.
Rosa froze, her stomach churning at his audacity. But she knew she was running out of options—and time.
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Overcome by disbelief, Rosa slapped his hand away from her body. Anger flared in her eyes as she glared at him, her gaze sharp as daggers. Slowly, she retreated until her back met the wall. As she realized how shabby the house was, she quickly pulled away from it, not wanting to touch anything in his filthy little home. A loud hiss escaped her lips as she stared at him, her eyes burning with fury.
“Are you insane? Do you have any idea who is standing before you?” Rosa demanded, her face flushed with rage.
Maybe a quick reminder would jog his memory.
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“Do you even live in this miserable place?” she added, her voice seething.
“I believe my eyes are working just fine, and if I’m not mistaken, it is the Mistress standing before me,” he replied smugly, a wide grin spreading across his rough face.
“And do you know what you’re asking of me? The ridiculous condition you just proposed?” Her voice rose, her anger doubling.
“Maybe you’re just drunk, as usual,” she muttered under her breath. That must be the only explanation for his audacity. He wouldn’t dare make such an outrageous demand, knowing she belonged to the King.
“I’m fully aware of everything, ma’am,” he answered, nodding confidently.
His calm demeanor only fueled her rage further.
“How dare you impose conditions on me? Who do you think you are?” she shouted, her lungs burning with the force of her words.
“You must know I can end your life in an instant for speaking such disgusting things to me.”
“I know,” he replied, unbothered.
His nonchalance plunged Rosa deeper into confusion. Was he not afraid of the consequences?
Even now, stripped of her position as the King’s Mistress, no one had ever dared to make sexual advances toward her. She belonged to the King, and a King never shared his property—especially not with a peasant. How disgusting!
“I can see you don’t value your life,” she said with a mixture of disbelief and disgust.
