Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

Rosa’s unexpected order sent an electrifying jolt through my body, leaving her speechless. An icy feeling flooded me, freezing me on the spot in disbelief as the reality of the situation sank in.

Scrub the floor?!

Why would she tell me that? They were cleaners assigned to scrub floors.

As far as I was concerned, I was the Alpha King’s property, not her property.

The earlier she got that into her thick skull the better for her.

The room fell into stunned silence as her shocking words hung in the air.

The astonishing news hit us unexpectedly like a thunderstorm, allowing a gasp to roll off the King’s mouth.

I was certain she was joking. Or maybe my ears were deceiving me.

“Are you deaf or do you need a special invitation?” She spat, anger and irritation laced in her voice. “Oh, are you waiting for me to beg before you start working?! Don’t make me repeat myself after this or you’ll have broken bones. Scrub the damn floor!”

I’ll have broken bones? She sounded like Valerie…my fake mother. She also has her fury.

Nice similarities.

Snap out of it, Aurora!

My subconscious yelled at me before her words replayed in my head.

Her words hit me hard like a ton of bricks as I was cloaked in disbelief.

Turned out she was damn serious.

Fuck!

A soul-deep shiver of surprise coursed through me when she flashed her angry eyes at me.

Unable to move, I stood in a speechless stupor as thoughts ran freely in my head.

My hands trembled in uncertainty as my heartbeat began to decelerate.

Beads of sweat started gathering on my forehead despite being in an air-conditioned room.

I didn’t want to scrub the floor, but the consequences of my disobedience played in my head.

I was left with no choice but to turn to the arrogant bastard for help.

Mortified by his ill-treatment after our entanglement, I vowed not to look at him again.

I shut up my mind and pretended he didn’t exist.

To hell with him!

To even think that I begged him shamelessly to take me, cloaked me with embarrassment.

I couldn’t deny how divine he made me feel. He touched me in places no one has touched me and took his time with me till I orgasmed. The feeling of embarrassment made me look away from him, but he pulled me closer, assuring me that it was nothing to be ashamed of since it meant I liked what he did.

Did I just say I liked it? I loved what he did to me and I wanted us to do it more often.

Exhausted from my first orgasm, I buried my face in his chest, inhaling his sweet scent and enjoying the way he rocked me to sleep.

But thanks to him, all of that didn’t matter anymore.

He ignored me like a piece of furniture. Despite my attempts to talk to him and ask what I did wrong, he turned deaf ears, refusing contact with me.

He pretended I was invisible whenever we were alone and he didn’t even look in my direction anymore.

My heart shattered at the realization that I had been dumped.

I felt used. I felt like a fool.

I wanted to look at his face and tell him that I wasn’t a toy. But his words flooded my head, reminding me that I was his property, his to use and dispose of when he got tired. And my feelings were not accommodated.

Since he chose to ignore me, I followed suit.

I was good at the game.

But thanks to this witch, I would have to turn to him for help.

I didn’t want to scrub the damn floor.

A tingling sensation settled in me when our gaze locked.

Surprisingly, he didn’t look away.

I fixed my pleading eyes on him, conveying hidden messages before glancing at Rosa briefly.

“Help me.” I mouthed, hoping for his actions against Rosa.

A sharp pain stung my chest as he tore his gaze off me, staring outside his window to have a view of the garden.

My heart shattered into tiny bits as I was met with silence.

I knew what that meant.

Disappointment consumed me, making my eyes burn as tears threatened to fall from them.

I sniffed, clenching my eyes shut before opening them. I wouldn’t let him see me cry. Neither would I give Rosa the pleasure.

I was drowning in self-pity and disappointment that I didn’t know when a maid dropped the cleaning equipment on the floor beside me before scurrying out of the room.

My eyes widened in shock as a sponge, liquid soap and a bucket met my gaze.

That was when it made more sense to me.

“Scrub the floor spotlessly clean…” she had said, emphasizing every word.

She wanted me to squat and scrub the huge room with a sponge?!

The height of wickedness!

I wondered what I did to make her hate me. Since the first day I stepped my feet into this castle, she hated me with passion.

No wonder Alex warned me about avoiding her at all costs.

A shrill shock washed over me as Rosa’s jealousy wafted my nose. It hung over her like a huge black smoke.

That explained the little show she put up, caressing the King and laying on his chest, playing lovey-dovey which irritated him.

Was she scared that I would snatch her arrogant King from her?

She could have him if she wanted. He wasn’t my type anyway.

What was it with mistresses and wickedness?

“Yes, ma’am,” I muttered, bowing my head in submissiveness.

“You have to be quick. There is tons of work waiting for your attention.”

A gasp left my throat as I fought hard against the urge to glare at her.

A slap was the last thing I wanted.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched Damon leave the room from the corner of my eyes.

Great!

Now I was at the fate of the mistress.

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“I’m sorry,” I said, almost choking on my tears as I poured the soap into the bucket filled with water and worked it to lather.

“You better scrub the floor so hard that I’ll be able to see my reflection!”

Get a mirror if you wanted to see your reflection, bitch!

“When you are done scrubbing, go into the woods to get me the herbs I drink daily and also fruits too. I want them blended with your hands. Your time is counting!”