Sacrificed to the Alien Prince

"I don’t like you. I despise you. I never want to see you again. You’re nothing but a twisted psychopath!" I shouted, struggling to calm my racing heart. I hated how calm he looked, how unbothered he seemed, just like none of it mattered.
He smirked, closing the distance between us, his hand slipping around my neck as he whispered, "You say one thing, but your body says another." His voice was a low growl, making me shiver. "Better get used to this, love, because I have no intention of letting you go."
I was forced to live this messed-up life alone.
No family.
No friends.
Nothing.
With humans captured by aliens, I had two choices: become a slave or die. I was prepared for either, but I never expected that the Alien prince—the one who slaughtered my kind—would want to claim me. Not as a slave, but as something... more.