King's Maker [+18]

Chapter thirty-six

I wish I could go to Stella's- wait? I remembered she followed the guy he likes. I hope it went well.

I'll stay and watch up here then, I could see the full view of those performers. My eyes scanned the crowd and then I spotted him.. sitting on his ruling chair upfront before his people.

It boils my blood how he could just go after messing me around the way he likes.

People seem busy.. could i escape instead? But where? King Hiero is in another country.

Hmm, I miss King Hiero, how soft he spoke, how delicate he looked at me, how caring and kind.

Should I go after him once I gave King Jeon an heir? But what face could I show when I just disappeared that easily. That I was almost the cause of the lives of many and the ruin of his domain.

My thoughts vanished when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at the audience and he's sitting there. Who could be knocking?

The door opened and I was about to say that King Jeon was in the grounds, but I remained silent when it's.. Jasmine?

I properly faced my body towards her. What should I do, smile? After her pitiful reactions everytime she sees me with King Jeon, in unexplainable positions?

She closed the door. Hmm, it seems she knows what she's doing then. "King Jeon.. he's with his people.."

Her aura is really sophisticated, she's more beautiful up close. I didn't realize that until now. Her jewelry looked high-priced. Her posture and everything, all screamed high.

"Yes." Oh.. then.. "I'm here to see you." Her voice has disgust on it, her eyes spite my whole body. I tightly hugged my front when I remembered that I'm nude and the robe is thin.

Her lip twitched when she watched me. She must've got it. "Who are you.. to him." Her strict voice makes me want to disrespect her.

I have nothing to do with her, even if I get tangled with the King, she should know better.

"I am duty-bound, to pay the King." She scoffed. "A King like him wouldn't even bother to have a taste of a.." she frowned at me, eyes judging my whole physique, "slave.."

"I question the same.." I humbly said. She tilted her head in pure pleasure. "Really? I doubt it."

The nerve of this woman, who is she to interrogate. "May I ask the same, and who you are to him?"

She chortled, "I was his childhood friend, his schoolmate, I grew up with him, and his supposed wife." She snarled at no one as she stated the latter sentence.

Ah yes, the typical reason for a woman who tails around a man. Hey eyes then went back to me, and in that moment, fear did not manifest in me. Because this is her own personal problem.

"What are you really here for?" I started to feel confident. She smirked. "You have to tell me what your settlement is with him, so I can do and have it manipulated, and you can go and scurry along to where you came from."

Manipulate? She clearly doesn't want to take off her rose tinted glasses huh? Fine then, this is out of my hands anyway, and I know King Jeon.

"I need to give him an heir, a payment."

She frowned further. "Heir? I've been nothing but willing and persistent, for years!" She got furious. Well I see why he doesn't seem to be fond whenever she's near.

"What else?" She snarled. "That's the only thing he uttered."

"Not enough." She started thinking. She's.. obsessed? "Why him?" I asked out of the blue, unsure if she would even respond.

"That's just the way it's been, him, only him." Mhmm~ she is not in the right state of mind.

I looked around then my eyes saw the painting. "I think he cares enough to paint you." I spoke. "What paint?" She looked confused.

"There." I pointed up, just right on this wall beside me. She quickly walked to have a look. "This is not how my name is spelled." Wait, so Hasmin as in literal Hasmin?

"Maybe he likes to keep it on a low?" I said unsure. She turned her face towards me with daggering eyes. "Are you making a fool out of me?"

"No? Why would i-"

"I am not a dunce you can trick, i am supposed to be his, the one he kisses, fucks, and screams at."

I backed away being weary. "I didn't mean to.." I saw her hands about to go for me but the door slammed open.

"Get out." His eyes are not messing around. She growled as she stomped her feet to go his way. She glared at her before she left the room.

I'm left just staring at the spot she was standing before leaving. This is.. i sighed. Their problem.

He slammed the door shut..

Footsteps of him started going in my direction. Not again. I looked at the floor when he stood in front of me and caged me with his hands on the window's stool.

Seconds passed and no one uttered a word.

His breath just fans on my hair. "I couldn't finish because you fainted." I bit my lip as I lowered my head further. Why does he have to bring it up again?

He could've also just continued to not rub it on my face. I flinched when his face moved closer to my ear. "I could fuck you still, it's just that, i need to hear a moaning mess."

My body shivered with his sultry tone. "You have to finish it." I shaked my head quickly, my body was damn beaten and tired from him. "Then just use your mouth." He whispered and I felt tingles run from my ear up to my toes.

I gulped- my breath shaked when I sighed the time he sucked the skin below my ear. He took my hand and palmed it on his pants that has an obvious erection.