Previous chapter:
Chapter 107: _ Rosa’s Wrath
Next chapter:
Chapter 109: _ Daughters Of The Most Powerful Man
PREVIEW
... en’t the executioners escorting me to my dressing room.
I could hear them whispering behind me, low voices filled with malice and contempt.
"Imagine," one of them murmured, just loud enough for me to catch it. "All this fuss over a cursed girl."
A soft giggle followed and I clenched my fists. I had totally lost all respect among everyone... be it maids or ordinary workers.
"Dressing her up won’t change a thing," another said. "She’s still an Omega. Still..." her v ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE