The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 298

In the early evening, Gedoni Raskin stood inside her living room with his daughter plastered to his body, his broad shoulder cushioning her head, her small arms wrapped around him.

“Why are you sick, Pumpkin? Don’t be sick, you know Papa doesn’t like that.” He said, tenderly.

“I know, Papa. You get sad when we get sick.” Merrily mumbled against his shoulder, her eyes closed.

“Yeah. Papa loves you two so much, he gets sad when you’re not happy.”

“I am happy, Papa. Miss Ana gave me food and bitter herbs and sang to me. I don’t feel so bad anymore.”

“Oh, guess we have Miss Ana to thank for that,” his eyes found her across the living room and held.

“Yes, Papa. Miss Ana likes me, and I like Miss Ana. Miss Ana likes Aiden too and you too.”

His brows arched, “And me, huh?”

Anarieveta’s hands tightened on her tunic. She averted her eyes.

“Yes. Miss Ana said so.”

Just then, Mrs. Oraine, the Raskin’s housekeeper walked through the house. She strode towards Gedony and took Merrily from him, “Time to go home and rest your little head, angel.”

“…’Kay, Mrs. Oraine.” She clung to the woman.

“Call the medicine man. Have him take a look at her, will you?” Gedony directed towards the older woman.

“Will do, My Lord.” With Merrily secured in her arms, the older woman walked out of the house leaving Anarieveta alone with Gedony Raskin.

Silence descended. Having avoided any private moments alone with the man for the past two years, Anarieveta was uncomfortable.

“Finally, I get you alone.” His deep voice rumbled, his eyes watching her calculatingly. Leaning against the wall, his presence dominated the living room, suddenly making her spacious compartment look so small.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She lied.

“Really now?” Pushing away from the wall, he started towards her, “For the past two years, I’ve been trying to have a proper talk with you but all I get is a few words from you in a public area, before getting redirected to speak with that gray-haired old dunk.”

“Mr. Odin is my assistant and he does a pretty good job at handling the parents, Mr. Raskin.”

“You look beautiful.”

“You flatter me so well, Mr Raskin.”

“You know I do not flatter, Anarieveta. Right from the time you were just a lass, you were always so beautiful. So bright… You lightened everywhere you walked in.”

“That was a long time ago.” Her world went bleak afterward. There is no point thinking about it all,

“Once upon a time, you addressed me as your Master.” He was close to her now. And he hasn’t stopped moving.

“I belonged to your family. But, your father sold me to the Royal family, so, you’re no longer my master.” She responded politely, doing her best not to notice the way he was walking close to her.

“You’re not a slave anymore, instead, you’re the owner of the most sort-after school in Kingdom Avalon. You’re not only free but a successful woman. I’m so glad for you.”

“I am glad for myself too, Mr. Raskin.” Anarieveta couldn’t sit still anymore, so she rose from the chair, but she didn’t step away from him. Can’t give him the impression that she’s running from him, even when she wants to do just that.

He circled her. Slowly. Steadily. Like a predator. “I never liked it when you called me Master, I don’t like it now you call me, Mr. Raskin.” His breath fanned her neck, he whispered to her ear, “You called me, Gedony. Once.”

Her breath hitched.

“You remember…right?”

“That was a long time ago.” She whispered then, “A moment of madness.”

He paused, “You were right. I should never have given in. I wanted you too much, you were barely a woman. I carried the guilt for years.”

“No, don’t. I don’t regret it. Not then, not today.” She turned and faced him. For the first time, she allowed herself to really look at him, “Your father was going to give me to the Royal Family. You always protected me in your household but in the Palace…I knew it was only a matter of time before the guards…” pausing, she cleared her throat, “…start taking advantage of me. I needed that good memory. Needed someone I c-cared for, to be my first.”

“You didn’t only care for me then, you loved me,” he said gruffly.

“Yes.” There’s no point denying it.

“When my household came back from vacation and heard about the attack to our Kingdom by King Cone, I was a mess. I couldn’t stop thinking about you… What has happened to you?… What is happening to you?”

“That is all in the past. Please, I don’t want to think of it.” She whispered truthfully.

He paused.

Gave it a thought.

Nodded.

“You’re right. So, let’s talk about the present.” His arms wrapped around her back, successfully caging her in his arms so she wouldn’t escape, “Why have you been avoiding me?”