"On the bed." My new master, the Alpha of Drogomor, commanded.

I walked toward the bed, naked, ashamed, and full of tears.

I was about to lose my virginity, but it meant nothing to the man who was going to take it.
***
I am Rosalie, 20 years old, sold to the most terrifying alpha by my own father.

"You're nothing to me but a breeder." he said to me cruelly.

I had long known that my love for him was hopeless and foolish. However, I was naïve to think that was the end of the story.

Once the baby is born, I will be put to death.
***
People thought I was dead, but I survived.

"It's you!" He grabbed my hand, and his eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. "Come back to me, Rosalie."

"Sorry." I calmly looked back at him, "but I think you've got the wrong person."

Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder

Waking the next morning, I laid upon the soft sheets of my bed. His scent still lingered, even after his long absence.


Memories flooded my mind of the way he touched me – the way he kissed me.


I was enraptured with the feeling of him upon my body, and I knew that the sinful thoughts shouldn’t be there, but I couldn’t help it.


Running my fingers across my lips, I closed my eyes and smiled before slowly pulling myself from the bed. Ethan had acted differently last night…


So much differently that it seemed bedding me might be more than just a job to him.


Looking through the large closet that sat adjacent to my bed, I pulled on a denim blue dress and matched it with a cute pair of white panties. The white sneakers Vicky had given me the week before seemed more appropriate with my outfit choice than sandals or heels– not to mention more comfortable.


Chapter 28 : Under his gaze