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FUCKING FUCK.

“Excuse me?”

Sasha drew her brows together and moved over to Dariel who was already seated on the chair.

“Why? Am I wrong?” Dariel tilted his head.

“D… did you just call me… King’s mistress?” Sasha asked with a shaky voice and a frowning face.

Dariel smiled softly and clasped his hands together. “Are you not?”

“You of all people should not call me that! No, you should not have dared to. You know me very well! I am King’s woman. I am his woman. It is me. Only me. So, what the fuck are you thinking by calling me his mistress?”

“But… you are the other woman, so what does that make you? Whoever marries the man is the winner and Payton is. You are just the other woman.”

Sasha knew that Dariel had never liked her.

She never liked him either!

Maybe it was because King suddenly brought her from ‘nowhere’ according to him, no. Or because she had no background… that she does not know.

All she knew was that Dariel had never liked her and he never hid that fact.

But… no matter how much he hated
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