"This is exactly what you need for a flavorful pot of stew," he explained. "Fill the pot halfway with water and add this concoction of spices. Then, add a pound of bison cuts, three sliced potatoes, one cup of diced squash, and two cups of sliced carrots. Let it boil for forty-five minutes, and I gu
"That's two nights in the hole!" Lucian's voice thundered.Visenya began openly sobbing at this point, and all of the slaves watched the scene completely bewildered."I didn't cook it, but I did provide my Queen with the spices and instructed her on how to prepare it," Josiah finally confessed. "My
Lucian may have been accurate in his assessment of Visenya. She really had spent all of her life pampered, with servants to dress, clean, cook, and tend to all of her wants and needs. She didn't know the first thing about scrubbing floors, washing linen, or kneading dough until her hands cramped up.
"What do you... mean?" She replied, her confusion evident. "What am I supposed to do?"His blank stare transformed into a dark frown. "What the hell do you think? Put it in your mouth and suck it," he spat out with venom.Visenya's initially coy expression quickly shifted to a defiant scowl. "Why do
The next morning, Visenya carried on with her dismal life as usual. She prepared a simple breakfast for Lucian and was surprised to find that he didn't utter a single complaint about it. His mood appeared slightly more tolerable, but she still felt a sense of relief when he departed to wherever his
Stepping into the room, Visenya's gaze immediately fell upon Lucian, who sat nonchalantly in his chair, clad in nothing but a towel snugly wrapped around his waist."Did you need something, Master?" Her voice broke the heavy silence."Come here," he commanded.Her heart plummeted into her stomach, f
A couple of days had passed, and to her surprise, Lucian hadn't summoned Visenya to satisfy his sexual urges. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the thought of him seeking out other slaves. She scolded herself for caring about it, blaming the stupid mate bond for her irrational emotion
"My sentiments exactly, My Lord," Cylis affirmed."No...” Visenya's voice cut through the tension. “Look at her, she's terrified! I freed her from slavery when she was only nine years old. Do you expect her to simply lie here and let him defile her body?! Master, you yourself have acknowledged that