That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 202

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Chapter 204

Chapter 204

No suitor had dared before. Emeriel would have deflected with well-placed shove, a swift punch or a biting retort. But tonight, she felt raw, her defenses frayed. The kiss was agony.

It was like a thousand tiny needles pricking her skin from every angle, her stomach churning with nausea.

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Memories of another's lips, another's touch, flooded her. King Daemonikai's deep kisses, the feel of his tongue against hers. The recall assaulted Emeriel's whole being. Longing rose, clawing its way up from the pit of her stomach...

No, no, no.

She tore her lips from his, stumbling back so fast she lost her footing, and fell hard onto the ground.

"Are you alright?" Daviel reached for her, but she scrambled to her feet, moving backward to put as much distance between them as she could.

"I'm fine," she gasped, dusting off her garments with trembling hands, trying to keep the despair rising inside her at bay. "Let's call it a night, Prince Daviel." ""But, Emeriel-"

"Good night."

*

She turned and walked away. With each step, the despair crawled closer until it caught up with her, and washed over her entirely.

MISTRESS SINAI

malnourished whore. She needed to

ready, mistress," one of them stammered, barely able to meet

aside, Sinai stripped out of her garments and slipped into the

bitch had been lucky. If they'd been placed in the same cell only one of them would have walked out

from the start. Even after

Her Daemon wanted her

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Her Daemon was hers.

had admitted as much when she fled Urai, tail

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PRINCESS AEKEIRA

pushed open Emeriel's door, the hinges

room was cloaked in shadows, the only light filtering in from the window. Emeriel lay beneath the covers, motionless

Aekeira's voice was

room anyway. "I know you are not, Em," she sat on the

Still, no response.

of them: Lord Ottai,

Still, no response.

fixed on the wall ahead." But I also know you. And I know, deep down,

shift in the

go," Aekeira's tone lowered, taking on a pleading edge. "But I know you, Emeriel. Beneath all this resolve created by pain, is an Em who still cares. An Em whose world still revolves around

two long years? A male who would have succumbed three years ago?" A wistful smile

not wish to hear it," Emeriel's voice finally

over a year. He spends

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