The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 61

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Vetta glared at the maid who was working the socks up her leg. "Is that the way that sock is supposed to be!?" She shouted angrily.

Uyah's eyes widened in fear. "I-I'm so sorry mistress...!" She pulled out the socks and started afresh.

"Useless idiot. You can't do anything right." Vetta snapped angrily at her.

Uyah's hands were shaky as she finished walking the socks up the mistress's legs. She got up and walked behind the mistress to work on the fastening of her buttons.

She did her best to hold the corset together as she tied the ropes. She was almost done when the ropes unfastened and the corset came out loose again.

Vetta groaned angrily. She turned around and stuck Utah so hard on the face. "You can't do a thing right!"

The girl's eyes watered as her cheeks stung. She blinked rapidly. "I'm really sorry, m-mistress...."

Utah started working on the fastenings again, while Vetta still bloomed with anger. The thoughts of Danika was making her very angry and mad. It's keeping her in an awful mood.

That dirty slave spent the night with the king. Not once but twice! She'd tried to punish her and two king had intervened...just like he did that day in the dungeon.

The thoughts weren't sitting well with her at all. That bitch.

She knows that the kings hates Danika, but she can't help thinking that the bitch is a few steps away from finding favor with the king.

She'd tried to keep herself from thinking about the things that must have been going on the nights the kings spent in Danika's arms.

She wondered if Danika sleeps on the bed or on the floor...like a slave should? Does she take on the table?

Why do the king allow her to spend the night in his bedroom at all?

"All done, m-mistress." Uyah whispered finally, her voice trembling.

"Get out of my room." Vetta said angrily. The girl disgusts her because she's not even in her class. None of them are.

And she wants more class. She might have been more a slave, but she's sworn that she'll never be a slave all her life.

She's now a mistress to a king...that's one of the highest rank any woman would wish for. But there's more.... She wants more.

She can be more. She can be queen. She just has to gain more attention of the king... She has to get him completely focused on her and not that bitch, Cone's daughter.

Vetta decided that it's time she pays a visit to the healer of fertility that lives outside town.

She never wanted to have any child but maybe it's okay to have one...if the child will be a means to having the king to herself.

She stared at herself in the mirror and smiled. If she can carry the King's child.... She can have Lucien completely. She knows this like she knows the palm of her hand.