135: Rosewater

Leila’s POV

It’d been 24 long hours since I’d seen Kai’s dick lodged in Cora’s throat, and yet, I couldn't get the nauseating image out of my head.

At least when I didn't hate her this much and Kai hated her genuinely, I didn't care what he did with her, I even enjoyed watching it whenever he made sure I was present. But now that I knew how he felt for her?

It made me want to pull at my hair until every single strand was pulled off my scalp.

Oh, and there's the painful fact that he couldn't get an erection with me and had barely touched me, but he looked rock hard and his entire body was pulsating with pleasure as she sucked him off. That hurt like a motherfucker, especially because my sexual prowess had never been challenged.

And the women who’d tried? I’d killed them.

All Cora had to do now was wait her turn, it’d be fucking gruesome.

“Ma’am, here’s the brewed rosewater and pastries” My personal maid announced as she set down two tea kettles, a tea cup set and some iced cupcakes.

“W