All Chapters of The Alpha King's Hated Slave: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20
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CHAPTER 10.
    Danika arrived at the King's Chambers at exactly five minutes. She knocked, and at the voiced approval of the King, she entered.   As usual, he sat behind the desk scribbling down on a scroll. He didn't spare her a glance when she entered.   "Kneel." He inked the tip of his feathers.   Danika's knees sank to the ground and her head lowered.   "Come here."   She walked on her knees towards him. When she got beside him, her knees were hurting a little. But she's determined to be good.   He raised the written scroll and dropped it gently aside. He picked up a fresh one, "Strip."   Her hands shot out in front of her and she started undoing the buttons of the uniform. She took them one after the other until finally, it all came undone.   She lifted the clothes from her head and dropped them to
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CHAPTER 11.
    The night was almost falling. Vetta watched Danika as she drew water from the pit. There was no one there, and Vetta was feeling really angry just staring at her.   How can someone in a plain slave uniform, look like royalty even without trying?   It angered Vetta really well. She has to work hard in looking like the mistress she is. Sometimes, she looks at the mirror and she sees the slave she's always been.   No. She's no longer that girl. She isn't!   She watched as Danika carried the pot of water on her head and started walking. As she got closer to Vetta, she came out of the shadows and placed a leg on the path.   Danika stumbled on it and fell. The pot broke to pieces and she winced, scrapping her elbow on the ground.   Vetta bent down and grabbed hold of her hair. "Watch where you're going, Slave!" She snarled. &nb
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Chapter 12
  1851 word(s) Published 12   Danika was sleeping but she knew the exact moment when she was no longer alone. She'd locked her door, and only one person has the key to open her lock.   Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the door. Lucien stood there, his face as cold and as unreadable as always.   Danika felt something different at that moment. A chill went down her spine. The hatred he has for her is back in his eyes. Not that it ever abated, but still.   "Get up and strip." He groaned, his voice as always wasn't raised.   Adrenaline filled her body. She sat up and raised her nightclothes above her head with trembling hands. Her flimsy underthings followed right after her nightclothes.   Naked, she stared at him, a little scared. He looked more terrifying and formidable than always.   "Lie on the bed and
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Chapter 13
      Danika fell sick. It took three days before she started getting better.         Baski was the person to come to her room the next morning, she found her in the exact position she laid in. The woman had helped her out of bed and helped her to take a bath, she was running high on fever.         Afterward, she'd helped her use herbal portions. She explained each one to her.         The one that soothes the body, the one that heals wounds. The one that calms the body, the one that drives pain away, the one that takes away fever and so many others.         Danika was able to open her mouth to ask a disturbing question.         "W-What about...herbal
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Chapter 14
"Sally!" Danika forgot she was barefoot and took off in a steadier run to meet her former personal maid halfway.         Sally stopped suddenly as she reached close to Danika and her knees hit the ground in her usual greeting. "My princess! I'm so glad you're alive and you're well and you're—"         But, Danika cut her off when she pulled her to her feet and hugged her tight. "Oh, Sally! I was worried sick about you. I didn't know what happened to y'all and no one was telling me anything!"         Sally's eyes filled with tears and she wrapped her hands around Danika. "We're fine. I'm fine and I'm doing good. Oh, I'm so happy you're alright, My Princess."         Danika started urging her to her room. "I'm no longer a princess, Sally, you can't
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Chapter 15
    Sally and Danika got to the mines, and the slaves were happy to see Sally. Danika didn't know how her former personal maid established such a good relationship with these people.   She seems to be the only slave the people of Salem love wholeheartedly.   "Let's not stand around looking lazy as dumbs! Come on, everyone! Get back to work!" Karandy ordered as he came into view.   Everyone went right back to work. His eyes stared at Danika. "You. Follow me! We're going to have a conversation privately!"   Danika's heart skipped three beats. She doesn't need this now. She's barely recovering from the things the king did to her five moon-nights ago.   Karandy is still waiting for her to permit him so that he can use her body for his carnal satisfaction, whenever or however he wanted.   "But, I have to work the mines." Danika tried to p
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Chapter 16
  1755 word(s) Published 15       Vetta took his dick into her mouth and sucked him hard, down to the back of her throat, and he groaned.   She held him there and sucked him repeatedly. Her mouth couldn't cover all the grounds, so, she used her hand to stroke the parts her mouth couldn't touch.   The king groaned, his eyes staring at her. She was kneeling in between his legs as she sucked him off.   She bobbed her head up and down, her tongue trailing his scars and licking at them. The sensation made Lucien groaned again, and he pulled away from her completely and got up.   She was kneeling already so, he held her mouth and shoved himself deep into her mouth until she took a mouthful of him in and gagged.   He held himself there and started fucking her mouth roughly. Vetta relaxed underneath, her mouth ta
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Chapter 17
  1396 word(s) Published 16.   Danika was still kneeling, she stared up at the King, her heart beating in her chest. She doesn't know what to expect.   Will he share her or command her torture session?   "Get up and strip, Danika." He commanded, opening up yet a new scroll.   Chad was in the room and for the first time, Danila couldn't pick up what the man was thinking or feeling. It was something to be afraid of because the man was always like an open book.   But now, his face remained as expressionless as Lucien's. Her hands turned sweaty.   She got up and started removing her clothes one after another. She removed the pins on her hair, loosening it wildly. Then, she removed everything from her corset down to her underthings.   Naked, she tried not to stare at any of them, her gaze pinned to the ground.
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Chapter 18
  1088 word(s) Published 17   The king started forward. "To the bed."   She nodded, relieved that it's the bed but at the same time scared out of her mind.   She knows what he's capable of doing to her and just the thought of it had panic closing down her throat.   She climbed on it and gave him her back. She closed her eyes tight and started a silent prayer to the Creator in her mind. She was so scared, her body shaking.   The ruffle of clothes was heard, then he came up behind her. She was liquid underneath from the session, and his searching hands soon discovered it.   He groaned approvingly and guided himself towards her opening, his hand holding her hips as he worked himself into her. He didn't shove right in like he did that night in her room.   Instead, he pushed slowly, stretching her until he was all
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Chapter 19
Chad wrapped her up like the King ordered and carried her out of the room. Danika slept exhaustedly in his arms while he carried her away from the King's quarters, down to the servant quarters. He just rounded the corner when he saw Vetta coming forward. She took one look at them, and her eyebrows shot up. "What's wrong with her?" She asked as she strode forward, her forehead knitted in a frown. "She had a session," Chad answered simply. A smile spread across Vetta's face and her heart lifted. She wants the Princess to keep suffering for everything her family did to them. No amount of pain is enough. "She passed out? Which session? The whip? Strip session? Crawl and torture? Devil's session? Which one?" She called most of the names the slaves had given most of the torture sessions over the years, barely able to curb her excitement. "It wasn't any of those, Mistress." That had Vetta frowning again. She took a good look at Danika
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