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.

nobodies—those whose absence would go unnoticed by society—for his new obsessive quest to sire an heir. This youngling,

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

to his stomach, as always. For someone who wouldn’t bat an eyelash at killing, he turned pale whenever his master was “at it” again. He’d excused himself a few times already, slipping

Zaiper ordered, his tone impatient. “I’m ready for

content at

“She’s nearly passed out,

Zaiper waved a dismissive hand. “Heat doesn’t sleep. Now bring

pulled the barely

girl cried weakly, tears streaming down

screamed in a distorted, agonized voice, clawing at

girl’s fingers dug so fiercely into the sheets that she splintered a nail,

Poor girl, she