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

Chapter 471:

Moments like this reminded her who the man sitting across the desk truly was.

The same male whose stories were told across human lands under the moonlight as horror tales. In legends, some even named him “The Backbone of Urekai.”

Now, after truly knowing him, Emeriel could finally admit: legends do not lie, after all.

“She’s gone into heatstroke,” Mistress Sinai observed coolly, watching as the young female retched on the floor. “Perhaps you should consider bringing in her male?”

“She’ll get over it,” Zaiper said, indifferent. He was sprawled naked across the bed, his expression one of irritation.

The girl’s body bore the marks of her ordeal—scratches from where she had clawed at herself raw after being mounted by the Second Ruler. Her skin was red and bleeding, her body rejecting Zaiper’s touch, which made every moment with him excruciating for her. Not that Zaiper cared.

The girl curled into herself, breathing heavily, her pain evident.

would go unnoticed by society—for his new obsessive quest to sire an heir. This youngling, barely one hundred and eighty years old, was

move her enough to intervene. Not that she could, of course. Zaiper would destroy her if she tried. In some

eyelash at killing, he turned pale whenever his master was “at it” again. He’d excused himself a few times

her back to the bed,” Zaiper ordered, his tone impatient. “I’m ready

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soldier hesitated. “She’s nearly passed

heat,” Zaiper waved a dismissive hand. “Heat doesn’t

obeying, as he pulled the barely

girl cried weakly, tears

to bury himself deep. The girl screamed in a distorted, agonized voice, clawing at the bedding. The

the sheets that she splintered a nail,

Poor girl, she