Broken Ground

Milo's face dropped the smile he previously had and began to glare at Talia with a stern look. "Talia, what the fuck are you talking about?" His voice was low so the people outside would not hear, but he definitely wanted to yell.

"You have not performed in the way a mate should perform. Neither I nor my sisters have been impregnated despite being with you for over a decade. This is a great shame on your part. You are a failure."

Milo could not believe what he was hearing. He stood up with rage building up in his face, making him go red. "How dare you! I own you! You want divorce? You are my property, I decide if you get to divorce or not. Now, get on your knees and take my cock like the good little whore that you are!"

Talia backed away, she did not want the man anywhere near her. Apollo's instructions were clear and she would fulfil them. She needed his genetic superiority inside of her. Fortunately she had an out that she could scream.