" Are you saying that you will kill me?"

" If necessary, yes."

I blinked a few times at her admittance.

Her eyes soften. " Sorry if this seems like a lot but you have to understand that our priority is to put King Alexander first. No matter the cost."

" Clearly," I state.

A ghost of smile played on her lips. " But your right, Ms.Gilbert. King Alexander chose you for a reason. So lets move forward shall we?"

I nodded my head. " Yes."

Vanessa reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a stack of papers. " There's a few rules I want to go over."

I stayed silent as she continued.

" Rule one: always be obedient no matter his request."

Seems easy enough. A good hunter can follow orders. But these aren't orders from the higher ups, these are his orders. I remained myself.

" Rule two: don't come out your room at night unless requested."

What? The big bad vamps are going to get me. I had to fight an eye roll.

" And rule three: don't make the King mad or any vampires on the premises."

They should worry about not making me angry. I've been known to be vengeful.

She looked up from her papers and raised an eyebrow. " Any questions?"

I thought about it. " No."

" Great. You're much easier then his previous slaves."

I gave her a small smile, not knowing what else to do.

She stacked the papers, and neatly put them into a folder labeled Violet Gilbert. She bent down and put the folder back into her desk.

Hm, a folder about me. I wonder what's in it? Before my mind could wonder, Vanessa caught my attention.

Her face changed from business to almost human.

" A word of advice. I've seen many slaves come and go. They all leave the same, broken. They all made the same mistake in falling in love with him," her voice turned serious, "King Alexander will never love you back. He's incapable. Remember that."

I swallowed. " Thank you for the advice."

Vanessa went back to her work. Feeling uncomfortable, I asked could I leave.

" Yes, but one last thing. Every night a guard will come to your room and escort you to his majesty bedroom."

I didn't like the sound of that.

" Is that it?" I asked, ready to leave.

" No. Be clear about what your hard limits are, and never be afraid to say your safeword. Alexander will push you to your limits and sometimes he goes to far," Vanessa stated.

Hard limits?

I didn't know what she was talking about. I avoided eye contact with her, looking anywhere else when noticed her arms. They were covered in small scars. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were from Alexander.

" Did he hurt you?" I asked her, feeling sympathy and anger.

Vanessa glanced down at her arm. She cleared her throat, visible uncomfortable.

" Did who hurt me?"

" Alexander," I replied with venom, unable to control my anger.

" Trust me, it's not what your thinking. I wanted it."

I didn't understand. " Why would you want to be hurt?"

" We all get hurt sometimes. Some more then others. That's enough questions for today. You may leave, Ms. Gilbert," she says, picking up a pen and going back to work.

Without a another word, I walked out her office. Yes, we all get hurt sometimes. But it doesn't mean that we should.

I closed her door and leaned against it. A light bulb went off in my head. All her questions, her protectiveness over Alexander, and her unwanted advice.

It now makes sense.

I just meet one of his former slaves.

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Hey guys!

Sorry for the late update.

A former slave? How did she become over his affairs?

Any ideas?

Then she mentioned hard limits. Things are going to get steamy.

I hope you guys are having a happy holidays ❤❤❤