The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230: RUIN ME

Past midnight and after offering prayers to the Moon Goddess, the party had turned a little bit wild, where the commoner unmated women could be seen roaming around to find a member of the royal family or any men with prestigious status to spend the night with.

This was their chance to raise their status to be one of their women and live inside the palace, or have financial support if they liked them enough to keep visiting them. It would be great if they could become a mistress and give birth to a son.

Those mistresses, who could give birth to a son, would have an easy life.

Meanwhile, all their women would retreat back to their own palaces or homes and continue to party there. Without their men’s permission, they were not allowed to step out and expose themselves.

Some women, who were daring enough, would sneak their own men into their bedrooms, since they knew their mates wouldn’t return until morning or noon.

If they were lucky, they would be able to get out of this little rebellion unscathed, but if they were not, they would be killed along with the men.

Currently Della had turned down the King’s wish to have her in the other room with his new women. She was sick to see him with countless women and his habit of making her watch him having intercourse with them was beyond nauseating for her.

"You hurt my hips, I need to rest because this is so painful," Della said sternly. She looked King Aeon in the eyes, as the King’s warriors turned their heads away, giving them space to have this argument.

Aeon was already in a bad mood and this was the second time he was being rejected, thus out of rage, he raised his hand and slapped Della across her face, so hard, she stumbled on the cold floor, as blood dripped from her split lips.

Della saw this coming, but she was so stubborn about not being around him and watching his depraved sexual acts with those young women half his age! _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

Gritting her teeth, Della didn’t let out any whimper, despite the pain overwhelming her senses. Her whole body was trembling, not because she was scared of the King’s wrath, but because it was hard to contain her own wrath for the way he treated her.

"Keep this attitude and I will have your head one day!" Aeon barked at her. If it was not for her strong family backing her, he would have gotten rid of her long ago, because recently she had been acting so haughty and denied him so often. "Call Cyan! I want her here now!"

Cyan was the first mistress, she hailed from the Andelus continent and was the mother of the Crown Prince, Alan.

If it was not for the fact that Aeon enjoyed Cyan’s company more, he would have surely dragged Della toward the bedroom and forced her to watch him being intimate with his new women for two days straight! Because he knew how much she hated it.

One of the King warriors immediately left to call the mistress over, who had retreated to her own chamber.

Della pushed herself from the hard and cold ground before dusting off her dress. She lifted her head with dignity and then turned around, not even sparing a furtive glance toward the King, as if it disgusted her to look at him for a mere second longer.

Della could feel the animosity emanating from the King and felt his hot gaze on her back, but she didn’t stop walking until she reached her chambers and dismissed all of her ladies; she wanted to be alone.

Once it was only her and felt how quiet this room was, she collapsed on the bed and cried. She didn’t know why she cried. Was it because of the pain on her hip? Or because of the stinging slap? Or was it because she felt so pathetic and sorry for herself to live a life like this? She felt like trash!

She hated being here, she hated the tradition, where men could do whatever they wanted, while women needed to be at their beck and call.

Della balled her fists tightly, as she screamed into the pillow, which muffled the sound, but she stopped abruptly when she heard a soft noise coming from the window before a certain scent hit her so hard.

She immediately sat down and got off the bed. She walked toward the window with her heart thumping painfully hard in her ears. She was scared of the possibility.