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Leticia’s hands were freed thanks to the King’s orders and the guards left the room.

Leticia growled while she rubbed her pained wrists. When her eyes finally grew accustomed to the light in the room, she could properly see the man sitting in front of her.

He was handsome, like a pleasant view for her eyes or a delicious majestic-tasting candy. His black hair was shining, moving like glass blades in a meadow by the wind. His beautiful purple eyes shone as though a jeweler had carved the most precious stones and put them inside his eyes. But more than anything else, he had an elegant aura that exuded around him.

She had desired this man from the first moment she’d seen him, and wanted his gaze exclusively on her, not that silver-haired woman. She liked his smile, which should only belong to her. Leticia had lots of ambition, but she’d never wanted somebody as much as him in all her life. Perhaps this was also part of destiny. If not, then, why did she so desperately want this man, a man she’d never even spoken to before?

“…I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time, Your Majesty”. She said timidly. There was a slight tremble in her voice.

The king’s lips curved up, slowly. Leticia gathered her courage and approached Igor, carefully placing her hand on his knee. She looked at him with an innocent expression and the most captivating gaze she could put on.

Every time she did this, men around her would bow down to her. Be it either lust or human interest, it never failed her. This man would also fall for her. Besides, his relationship with her step-sister, the Queen, was ruined. She was sure Igor wanted the pleasure she could give him. This would be her chance to steal his heart.

“Am I not more beautiful than my sister?”

The Rihannan she knew was an egocentric woman. She knew many women like her, who cared only about themselves and didn’t mind letting the others unsatisfied. Women like them could never console a man. Their presence wore down anyone around them, which made their partners seek pleasure elsewhere.

“I can console your heart, Your Majesty”.

Leticia slowly rubbed his thigh, lovingly. A few moments later, Igor reacted, making Leticia smile. Igor’s big hand moved and reached for the top of Leticia’s head.

However, Leticia’s expectations soon died down.

“Ahhh!!”

It was painful. She felt so much pain in her scalp. Death was calling to her. Igor didn’t caress her head, like she thought he would, but violently yanked her hair out.

“It seems like you haven’t changed at all” Igor’s icy voice resounded.

Leticia frowned with pain and looked at Igor with tears falling down the corner of her eyes. She was confused, but when their eyes met, she was frozen. She could feel a bloodthirsty beast’s gaze seeking to appease his hunger with her blood. She felt hatred and fury in his purple eyes.

Leticia shivered, scared.

“What do you mean…”

Igor looked at her with eyes filled with contempt. The tragic events from his past life popped in his mind, filling his heart with shadows.

That red-haired woman had opened his office’s door and sprang towards him enthusiastically. She was willing to do anything to tempt her step-sister’s husband, Igor.

“Your Majesty, you don’t know how happy I am that you’ve summoned me of all people!”

She run to his arms, her eyes red and wet due to her tears. After hearing that her father and Count Clovis were secretly meeting up, Igor summoned Leticia. She was very happy, and Igor smiled.

“You must have felt lonely all this time, Leticia”. He said, caressing her hair as though she was a puppy. Whenever he saw her, this was all the psychical contact he was willing to have with her. However, rumors of his affair with her spread, nonetheless.

Igor rapidly realized that Leticia was tricking everyone with her innocent lies. If he’d said he’d never spent a single night with her, Leticia’s status in court would plummet and she’d be vanished from society.

“There’s a rumor Count Alessin is having strange thoughts these days. Do you know anything about that, Leticia?” Igor gently asked her while her red eyes kept gazing at him.

Her lips curved. “My father and I think differently. I only have eyes for you, Your Majesty”. Leticia wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her lips near his ear, whispering “for you, Your Majesty, I’m willing to renounce my father. If there’s anything you need to know, I’ll tell you”.

Igor smiled. That was the answer he was hoping for.

“But before that, please embrace me”. Leticia’s desperate imploring eyes were burning fiercely. “If you embrace me… here and now… I’ll tell you everything my father and Count Clovis are planning”.

Leticia was in love with him and desperately yearned for his touch. Igor always smiled at her, but had never laid hands on her.

Leticia actually thought that Rihannan was the one holding Igor back. She was certain Igor wanted her too, but since the Queen kept him in check, he didn’t make any move. Therefore, Leticia made the decision of taking the initiative with him first.

She retreated a few steps back and untied her dress. Her clothes slid down her body softly, leaving her breasts exposed. The curves of her waist shook as she raised her hand to her hair, taking off all hair accessories. Her beautiful red hair fell like a waterfall down her back.

She was charming, blindingly beautiful. Beautiful enough to attract anyone’s attention, just like she did during her debut into society at the banquet ball.

Igor’s thoughts were elsewhere, though. He didn’t feel an ounce of lust upon seeing her naked form. It seemed that his heart preferred cuddling up in a corner, hiding itself to avoid being seduced by this red-haired beauty. He wanted another woman.

He could imagine it. Always. He yearned to see Rihannan trembling and curling up, to hear her moans while calling his name in a fit of pleasure, their hot bodies tangled up together as one in a night of passion.

But reality was different from his fantasies. His wife usually turned her back to him after he’d finally emptied his white fluids inside her. What’s more, the last time they’d spent the night together was because he’d felt jealousy and anger of her cousin.

Igor took her body many times that night, but later felt repulsed by his own actions.

His mind was filled with thoughts of his wife instead of this naked red-haired woman. While he was lost in thought, he didn’t notice Leticia undressing him.

If this was what she’d wanted, he could follow her lead up to some point.

Igor grabbed Leticia and pushed her to the desk, positioning himself between her legs. Leticia sighed heavily, rubbing her sex against him.

“I’ve always known… from the start, I’ve always known Your Majesty wanted me, not Rihannan. There’s no way you’ll ever feel satisfied with her after tasting me”. Leticia wrapped her arms around his neck like a snake and pressed her red lips to the base of his throat. “So, Your Majesty, stop thinking of Rihannan and embrace me”.

Igor looked at her with his cold purple eyes that showed no sign of lust. He was playing with her. He slowly caressed her leg, just enough to make her want him more. Leticia moaned. Igor inclined his face just enough for his lips to be close to her ear and softly asked “what are your father and Count Clovis up to?”

Leticia moaned and caressed his chest with her hand. She further pressed her wetness against him. “They… they are planning to make the Queen miscarriage…”

“How?”

Leticia’s lips were on the base of his throat. Igor wanted to strangle her and barely contained his desire to push this woman to the floor.

“They’d lure Rihannan outside the Palace and make it look like an accident…”

Creak…

Just then, he heard the door opening up and saw Rihannan standing there, frozen, her hand still on the door’s handle. Igor was astonished. He couldn’t utter a single word.

Rihannan couldn’t believe her eyes. She was hurt. Her eyes welled up, tears running down her cheeks. She bit her lips, but couldn’t feel any pain. She quickly turned around and started running away.

Igor pushed Leticia to a side and hastily went after her.

This had all been a mistake…