The Omega Princess and Her Two Leashes - Chapter 63 - 🔞

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Chapter 63

“Yes, you’re a good one. You’re truly my mate.”

The sigh in his voice, reaching her ear, deepened Violet’s scorn.

Bast*rd.

Arlenrose knew that Violet didn’t like Enrique, but she didn’t dislike him either. She had said so herself. However, it was a lie Violet had told, fearing that it would deepen Arlenrose’s guilt.

In truth, Violet loathed Enrique Vi Fleurose. Loathe was too weak a word; abhorrence or hatred were more accurate.

Enrique’s affection for her, however genuine, was simply repulsive to Violet. Being held by him, even after dozens of times, was still sickening. Every time she remembered that she carried his child, she felt nauseous.

Enrique’s sincere affection held no value or meaning to Violet.

Enrique had fallen for Violet, who was still untouched by alphas and shy and awkward in relationships. In Violet’s eyes, Enrique wasn’t protecting her from other alphas because he truly cared for her; he wanted her to remain uncorrupted.

So, he wasn’t cherishing Violet as an individual. He was cherishing a rare, pure omega.

What a vile affection, wasn’t it? The very person who created and led a nation where omegas could never be pure, claiming he would choose a pure omega to love.

Everyone said Violet was receiving special treatment, but Violet, the one involved, would have preferred the other alphas who treated her like an object. At least they hadn’t pretended to be bestowing something great, flaunting their generosity while demanding not just her body but her heart in return.

After all, Enrique Vi Fleurose was someone who had been belittling and abusing her friend from childhood to the present. It was impossible not to hate him.

“Speaking of which, I still think it’s surprising. The rumors about the Crown Prince being a libertine reached even here, yet he rejected you,” Enrique murmured, rubbing his cheek against Violet’s chest. Violet gently stroked his shoulder and answered in a feigned gloomy tone.

“It’s all because I’m lacking. He’s taken all the beautiful and outstanding omegas in the empire, so I’m sure he wasn’t satisfied with just me.”

“That’s not true, Violet. You’re perfect. It’s just that the Crown Prince isn’t as libertine as they say, or maybe he just doesn’t like pregnant omegas.”

“You’re exaggerating. I’m so honored that Your Highness holds me in such high regard.”

“Don’t say that. You deserve that kind of treatment, someone like you.”

It was the highest praise Enrique could offer.

Enrique’s lips, which had been tracing her chest, slowly slipped inside her dress. The fabric was pushed aside, and the n*pple, barely concealed, popped out and was sucked into his mouth.

“Ugh…”

Violet trembled, letting out a soft moan as the sensitive area, already highly sensitive, was stimulated.

Enrique had been fondling that area more often lately. He seemed to like the way it was always erect because of her pregnancy.

“It’s the place where my child will soon drink milk, so I need to train it beforehand.”

That was the reason he always said. He didn’t seem to feel the need to consider Violet’s pain. He didn’t even pay attention to her reactions, so he probably didn’t realize she was hurting more than before.

Violet moaned repeatedly as she held him. As Enrique fidgeted in her arms, her dress slipped down, revealing more and more of her skin. But no one paid attention to it. The place was already filled with people rubbing against each other, their skin completely exposed.

It was as expected. Enrique had sternly warned the alphas of the kingdom to restrain themselves, as it was a gathering to welcome guests from another country, but they wouldn’t listen. And wasn’t Enrique doing the same thing?

“Speaking of which, I don’t see the Crown Prince.”