King's Maker [+18]

Chapter Eight

Just like the first time, cold air greeted my body. "Such a waste if I kill you now." his voice is full of mockery.

"Why does a king like you care? Noble women wouldn't give second thoughts to spread their legs before you." I spat.

He pulled my hair again and I groaned. "Women with titles and crowns are a maintenance I couldn't bother to waste my time at." He murmured in my ear.

So that just makes me a stray. "Pathetic, a king, impregnating a servant?" I mocked.

"I don't give a damn what my people or you would think." He slid his hand under me, on my stomach. His hold feels so wrong on me.

"I reckon you've sucked his cock for you to act this way, why don't you show it to me?" His whispering irks my body. "Go ask your Mona!"

"You shouldn't be jealous now, I don't have any obligation with you to act that way." Jealous?? Over my dead body!

"You're too high up King Jeon, you don't thrill my body in any way. I'd rather you kill me." I emphasized my bitterness.

"You're too eager to meet your lover. Don't be so egoistic, that's how he died. He kept screaming to let you go. Nobody demands me." He snarled.

I laughed at how narcissistic he is because of a crown. He flipped my body back and got on top of me. His smug smile makes me want to hammer it with a bottle.

I felt sick to my stomach when his eyes rove over my body. "He's just after your body, you're easily fooled by him." Where is he getting these stupid assumptions??

"I'd prefer him over anyone." I glared and he laughed. "Too bad he became headless." I gasped. My eyes start to sting again. "S-Show me his body! I don't believe you!" Unless I see him lifeless, I'll know to myself what to do.

"Later." I feared for my body when I see his eyes looking at my breasts, and they look feral.

But I have to take this, the sooner he impregnates me, the faster I could get away from his grasp. I turned my head to the side.

I hear him begin to remove his mantle so I shut my eyes.

I heard his mantle shuffle, "hmp." he opened my legs and I couldn't beat him to close it.

"Your Highness, Queen Mona demands your presence." Someone says through the door. "Do not disturb me with such nonsense!"

"Your Highness, she threatens to jump off the balcony-" "let her! I don't give a damn!" I flinch as his loud voice terrifies me.

"His father wou-"

"Leave!" I prayed to God as he placed my legs on his shoulders. Someone then bangs the door loudly. "Your Majesty! Why are you ignoring me!"

"You should let her know why." He whispered to me and my throat felt dry.

"I'm hammering this door until you open it!" I hear him finally snap. I watch him leave the bed and drape a towel around his waist then storm to the door. "Your Majesty- ah!" D-Did he just slap her? That resounding slap echoed in my mind. "Take her away!" I hear her cry as footsteps of royal guards drag her away.

His disconcerting steps inside the room caused me to flip my body and attempt to run. I screamed when he gripped my hair as I just kneeled on the bed. So much for trying to escape..

"You'd think I despise it when you try to run off, I happen to love it." I bit my lip as he tightened his grip on my hair that I could feel my scalp about to give up.

I winced when he rubbed his palm on my arm, he placed it next on my neck. I felt my heart pound double when his side of the face was on my ear. "I can feel your heart battering. I haven't done anything yet." He chuckled in a mocking manner.

I was dazed when he started untying my hands. "Go and bend before me." I slowly crawled a little to the bed and spread my legs apart as I bent down with my upper body, leaving my bottom sticking up. Take it, Y/n. It will be over soon.

As if a hot iron was pressed on my ass, I backed away when his hand rubbed it. I'm starting to regret talking back at him earlier as he held my hips and positioned me back. "Please, God." I whispered to myself.

His big hands could perfectly cup my ass. I suppressed my whimper when his hands rubbed on my back, to my nape then to my shoulders and he held it to sit me.

His breathing that kept fanning on my cheek truly terrifies me. As if a sexually aroused male that hasn't had any female contact is dying to touch me inappropriately. "I'm going to ask you again. Have you been touched?"

I shaked my head. "I asked with my mouth. Use yours."

"No.."

I gasped low when his hand held my stomach. "I prefer you to face me." I clenched my jaw feeling like a toy, I can't seem to sink into my mind that my body isn't mine anymore. I turned around still sitting with my legs properly folded as I sat on it. I can't muster to look at him.

He held my chin but I removed it from his hold. I feel disgusted with everything while his hand tucked a few strands of my hair on the back of my ear.

"I thought Mona was a stubborn woman." He sighed. "Look at me." His threatening voice has no effect on me anymore. My mind went to Kian.