Lilith POV：

Damn Rebecca!

I watched her come back with His Majesty and look very intimate downstairs, just so she could get His Majesty's affection.

When I went to confront her out of anger, she smiled and asked me to give her suggestions on what to wear on her date with His Majesty.

I wanted to rip her mouth off, but I couldn't.

She was a mad dog who bit on sight, and my arm still hurt from the last time she hit me.

I went back to my room and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

Every time I met with His Majesty, it was...