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Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 23

Even if she was a toy, I don‘t share my toys... I‘d kill her before she lay with another man.” Ethan said in a casual tone, as if he was discussing the day‘s weather. I widened my eyes. Would he really… kill me? His response caused Romero to chuckle, nodding his head: “Totally understandable…” Then a low tone in the room interrupted him. Ethan pulled out his phone. “This is Ethan,” he answered, and then remained silent, listening to what the other person said on the phone. Even Romero and Talon seemed intrigued by the conversation. “Yes, I‘ll be there.”

After hanging up the call, Ethan looked up. “We have all been requested to head to the capital, including myself. We need to be there in two days.” Romero nodded his head. “We have plenty of time. Shall we continue with other business then, and leave the young lady to her peace and quiet?” Ethan simply nodded and said “Very well” as he walked towards the exit of my room. “However, I do insist that this young miss join us for dinner tonight. It would be a shame for such a beauty to be left all alone without any company,” Romero added. I couldn‘t help but look at Ethan. His fist slightly clenched at his side. As he brushed past me, I heard his indifferent response: “It would be her pleasure.” After everyone else had left the room, Talon stepped closer. “Rosalie, are you alright?” “I‘m okay… Talon, may I ask who they are?” I finally asked once I was able to catch my breath. “Why did they...did she storm in here?”. “Honestly, it‘s a complicated situation…” Talon sighed. Obviously, he didn‘t want to discuss further. “Please keep the door locked moving forward. I will let Vicky know what happened, okay?”

I nodded. The only thing I had wanted was for Ethan to spare an assuring look or a comforting word to show me he at least saw me as a person. But instead, he left without even a simple glance in my direction. **Ethan‘s POV I wasn‘t going to overreact to the situation, but Romero was pushing his luck. I wasn‘t happy about it– especially that stupid girl Madalynn, who came here acting like she could do whatever she wanted. A scoff left my throat as I thought about how she had acted over the last few days. More than once she had flaunted herself at me… And last night, when I left the party after dealing with more of her than I could take, I ended up with Rosalie.

Unexpected Demand –— The memory of Rosalie standing with the blanket by her window flooded my mind. I had to admit she was pretty, and I knew she would produce strong children the moment I laid eyes on her. Her scent still lingered on my jacket from last night. At least Rosalie knew her place and was clear about what a breeder should and should not do.copy right hot novel pub

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