Chapter 5: Alpha of Alpha's

"How do I wash it?" Bethel's words came out like music. Her naiveness couldn't be overlooked.

The next thing she felt was a heavy slap that sent her to the floor, she let out a loud shreak of anguish. It was Cordelia that slapped her.

The woman stood, her shoulders high up. Bethel quickly got up, holding her cheek, her eyes never leaving that of the woman she on e looked up to as a mother.

"Mother...!" She almost called but the pain made her clamped her mouth shut.

"Take the bastard off my sight" Cordelia commanded in a very nerve wrecking tone.

Bethel was dragged out by Lydia. Her tears fell off.

"What was that for? You don't know how to wash the queen's feet?... Don't you scrub your feet?" Lydia questioned incredulously.

Bethel whimpered in pain.

"Is there someone....who doesn't know how to scrub a feet?" Lydia pressed further.

Bethel left no response which made Lydia heaved out a deep sigh..

"Look here dear, I don't understand your plight and it seems you're not willing to share them but one thing you must know is that in other to survive here, you must be submissive and very obedient. What happened to you just now is a narrow escape, as far as I know. Queen Cordelia isn't an easy woman to deal with. In fact you are very lucky" Lydia uttered.

Bethel finally stopped whimpering but her cheeks still hurts. She was sure that Cordelia's finger prints were visible in her cheek.

"I really don't know how to do it...!" She uttered, her heart was just too heavy to accept the rejection. It's a very difficult something for her to deal with...

"It's alright. I need to take you to the farm so you can join the rest of the laborers" Lydia said and Bethel fekt something cutting deep inside her. She has never been to a farm in her entire eighteen years, not to talk of helping out with the works.

She trailed behind Lydia humbly. Although she was dressed in a maid uniform but the aurora of the royal blood she was born with can never be hidden. She walked like a princess. She still looked like one, although a slave princess..

After a long walk, they got to a large area filled with different plants. Bethel could see girls doing tedious activities. Some of them were even whipped for working slow. The sight of it made sorrow gripped her heart.

"Hi, Lydia " she heard a familiar voice called from behind.

She turned and it was Domenico. Her dead father's Aidel. His second hand man who is now a predator, while she, a princess, a prey.

"Domenico" Lydia let out a bright smile. Her expression told that she was very happy to see the man.

"What are you doing here today? Are you here to see me?" Domenico asked.

"Hmmm" Lydia fiddled like a lover girl.

"I brought her here" Lydia cleared her throat, Domenico turned to look at Bethel and his smiling expression changed to a look pinned with nothing but hatred, pure undiluted anger.

"Hello, princesssss" he said to her in a cynical tone that revealed nothing but mockery. His cold unfeeling eyes lust after the exposed part of her body.

"She's a princess??" Lydia asked in a confused state.

"Yes, She's the devil's daughter" Domenico replied the ignorant Lydia.

"Whatttt?? She's the Princess Bethel!"Lydia asked in a voice shuch was neither harsh nor calm. She must have heard about the scary king Aiden and stories about his extravagant and elegant princess..

Bethel saw the quick change in Bethel's expression after Domenico confirmed that she is king Aiden's daughter. Her look were that of hate, looks that could server for destruction.

Lydia walked away immediately.

This happening made Bethel wondered if she is truly going to survive here as a maid. Everyone hates her.

After Lydia left, Domenico walked towards her with a stoic expression.

"What are you waiting for, slave princess? Start working. Now!" He ordered harshly.

Bethel hastily picked the nearby tool, she doesn't know how to go about the whole thing. She looked at Domenico with pity.

Domenico smirked.

"Alberto, it looks like someone needs a whip here " he said instead.

Before Bethel could process what was happening, a painful lash landed on her exposed back. It stung her like electricity. She let out a loud cry.

Domenico looked at her, satisfied at the sight before him. He loved the way her legs dangled. He smirked because they would soon dangle on his bed. He had mentality draw a list that starts with him shoving his tongue into her sweet mouth and pumping his cock into her heavenly honey pot, he imagined how his maleness would feel inside her lush body.

Overwhelming right?

The feelings would be so great and he can't wait for that day.

Alpha Xavier had given him the power over all the slaves, to do with whatever he likes.

Domenico matched towards Bethel who was struggling on how to handle the tool once again. Bethel shivered at the presence of his body behind her. Then she felt him rock her hardly from behind.

She shivered, more tears of humiliation fell off her eyes. Her body stiffened from his imposing figure behind her.

He rocked her and grunted out in a very ugly manner. More tears fell off Bethel's eyes.

Once she made an attempt to escape his grasp, he fisted her hair and dragged her even more closer.

"Aiden's little daughter! I will give back to you in spades of what your father gave to me" he whispered and snaked his hand through her flimsy top.

At that moment, Bethel felt all her blood drained out. It was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to her.

"Domenico!!" A deep voice echoed which made him push her off his body immediately.

Whoever owned the voice, Bethel was grateful he came at the right time.

"Yes, my king" Domenico answered.

Once Bethel raised her head, it was him. The Alpha King.

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