The Alpha King's Hated Slave

“Strip,” he commanded, his voice cold. Danika had mentally prepared herself for this night, but facing it caused fear to course through her. “Please...” “You either do it, or I’ll call the guards to help you.” Her hands went to the neck of her robe, and she started untying the ropes that held the clothing together. Undressed completely, she let the robe fall to the ground. Her hands trembled, but she curled them into fists. Tonight, she would lose her virginity in the cruelest way at the hands of the coldest man she had ever known. But she world bear it with dignity. She raised her chin and awaited his next command.