*Selene*
My knees hit the ground as my hand moved quickly to my stomach. I took several deep breaths before I could focus on my surroundings.
“Welcome back, daughter,” my father hissed from his throne seat. I raised my head and scowled back at him. “I’m so happy to see you back.”
“f**k off!” I spat.
A tug on my head made me yell. I had forgotten about Fatima.
“You don’t speak to the king like that,” Fatima whispered near my ear. I frowned at her words, but the realization hit me quickly.
“You are his mistress?” I said disgustedly. Fatima growled and slapped me on the face.
I groaned and hissed at her. Then, reaching for her face, I hear my father chuckle.
“Don’t think I won’t dare to hurt you,” my father said, laughing. I flinched, allowing Fatima to grab my arm.
I let out a yell
