The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 6

DRESSING THE KING VALERIA 1 : I summon courage from a place I didnt even know existed and turn around , trying to keep the basket from shaking too much in my trembling hands .

S Sir … the towel … I can replace it with a fresh one .

Im sorry for mentioning it , it was just … just a harmless conversation … I had no idea what else to say , my heart pounding wildly as he took a step closer , his shadow enveloping me completely .

He was a giant , dominating every inch of space around me A wall pressed against my back , cutting off any chance of retreat .

Answer my question , Valeria .

Dont try to be clever .

He suddenly snatched the basket from my hands , moving it aside with ease while stepping even closer .

That basket had been my only shield of defense ! Do you prefer being around another Guardian ? Perhaps the handsome Quinn ? You were practically dazzled staring at him .

The danger in his voice was unmistakable .

I didnt understand why he was so angry I hadnt even said anything ! No , Sir .

I … Im honored to be your maid .

I dont even know the other Guardians , I murmured , keeping my gaze fixed on his black leather boots .

The scent of rich , dark wine filled my senses , making me lightheaded .

He was sweaty , his skin glistening as if hed been training too .

Liar , he growled suddenly , his voice low and rough .

I tensed as his fingers gripped my chin , forcing me to raise my head .

My bangs shifted , revealing my scars , and shame twisted in my chest as I met his piercing , steel gray eyes .

Whether you enjoy being my maid or not , since you walked into my quarters , you belong to me .

Dont think for a second you can choose someone else , Valeria , he warned , leaning even closer .

His breath fanned my face , and my gaze helplessly flicked toward his cruel , sensual lips .

is allowed to

answer to me alone

or anyone asks you for anything , you tell

? I nodded , swallowing

, overwhelming me , forcing me to stay on my toes just

, he seemed to be

my face , and I could never tell what was going on in that dangerous mind of

, stepping back

after him , his sweat soaked back flexing under a navy sleeveless shirt clinging

lower along the thick muscles of his arms

KING << Wait , Your Majesty! Youre taking my basket ! » The kitchen was usually lively

remembered Juliette had mentioned getting the day

it mattered to

world now revolved around serving

continued preparing the

the stoves , I spotted a maid bent over , clutching her hand as blood dripped

rushed over and saw a deep cut on her palm , likely from chopping meat

a white towel to help wrap her injury , Th thank you , she hissed

how am I supposed to finish chopping all this meat today ? I glanced at the pile of bloody ,

short , shed never

you , Fidela , came another voice

of the other maids had

, I returned to my task , carrying the dinner tray upstairs to

and foreboding as always , like

, it felt more like a prison than living quarters

the dining table , arranging everything properly when his voice called

Valeria .

Come here .

deep , guttural voice made my stomach twist

being here his other bed , the one where he took his

the solid ebony door and knocked softly before stepping inside

entered

like intruding on his most

black canopy bed dominated the room

desk sat near the center , a black leather sofa beneath the wide window , and a vast wardrobe that Included the Kings private bath Help me choose something to