King of Ruin

by Sasha Leone

“Look up at the ceiling if you want,” he says, descending to his knees. “But don’t you dare pray to any god. Me and him don’t get along.”

This. Little. Fucking. Minx. She’s sucking me off under the table, right in front of one of my men.

She looks good on my throne. Maybe I’ll get her a matching one.

The tears I was holding back earlier start to come out. “I… uh… what are you doing?” Ilya shifts uncomfortably. “Oh, no… please… please don’t cry… I’m… everything will be alright… I think.”