The Princess Slave – Chapter 1

Violette POV

“Now, there are five rules. Try your best to follow them.. The King won’t be very kind if you break them, and neither will I. And today especially.. he’s not in the best mood.” The head maid said.

Today is my first day as a slave, since the King, Viktor announced me yesterday. Never in my life have I ever felt so much like a piece of meat on display. The faces of disgust I saw in the crowd were enough to make me want to crawl into a hole and wither away to nothing.

maid handed me a box of cleaning supplies, a mop, and broom. We walked down t

he’ll allow me to work around the castle.. or maybe he won’t even be able to tolerate being around me because of his hate for my family.

ce you’ll be in there quite often.. he thought you should know. Do NOT go in there, or there will be severe consequences.” She said. Chills ran do

g him his meals on time, and have his room polished before he even notices it needed it.. ” She said. She opened a door and pushed me forward while continuing to speak.

made?

iven rules like a child. I’m not a child! And he is most certainly not my King.

We stopped in the mid

pushed the door open, letting us in and shutting the door.

und the room in curiosity. It is very big and spacious, with a massive wooden canopy bed in the middle with black sheer curtains all the way around it. The walls had intricat

r that later. There’s no way I’ll ever feel anything for him other than hate. Even if my body screams for him.

my skin tingle with excitement. Why goddess, why do I feel this way? He’s a beast! A savage whose father murdered my mother!

waiting for several minutes.

calling her. Finally, he looked up, the expression on his face was cold and empty.

d and waited to be released.

me here alone with him.

be he wants food first? I went to place down the box of cleaning supplies when his voice flitted through the air.

before stopping at the doorway into his office.

, not your master.. he would not be kind and gentle as it should be..

tically see-through. I was told as the king’s slave that undergarments weren’t allowed.. so obviously I don’t have those either. I was surprised when the maids handed me this..I’m a slave and it’s not proper sla

then doing the same to the other side.

scanning every inch of my body as if trying to remember it before he opened his mouth.

him.

s fingers down my side to the side of my bottom, then my thigh. Everywhere he touched felt like it was being ignited like little fires. Though I also felt disgusted by him, scared, angry, and hatred. Those were enough to make anything remotely good turn sour really quick.

urse my body for reacting to his touch.

read across my lips as he rubbed me.. he

ntly.

e growled. I gulped loudly before turning back around, taking a few steps out from behind t

ought back the sounds that threatened to escape my throat. This is it. This is my life now. I’m to be his slave; to serve him until he realizes he has no need for me. I grabbed some cleaning supplies and began my work.