Chapter３５

Don't resist it, Ella, and you won't be harmed. But if you try it, I guarantee you'll be scarred for life. Spenser came off as unrefined and unadorned. "Cloak yourself in the bed"

Slowly she rolled over on the bed, still clutching her discarded panties.

When the King looked at her, she knew it would be a mistake to meet his gaze. Amidst the cushions, she cried.

For a few seconds, she was unable to process anything, but then she heard a rustle in the background and her belt being unbuckled.

Surely that was the king disrobing. As her blood and hands became cold, she knew something was wrong.

And then she felt a massive force pressing down on her from behind. He who is King!

After Spenser climbed on top of her, he tore off the remaining fabric of her dress, revealing her skin and undergarments.