Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 10

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**

Damian sat upright in the sterile confines of his hospital bed, his gaze fixated on the message that illuminated his lightcore screen. The words seemed to taunt him, each letter igniting a firestorm of anger within.

“D*mn it! What is wrong with Emma? She’s utterly impossible! Does she not comprehend human language at all?” he roared, his voice echoing off the sterile walls, leaving his assistant cowering in the corner, visibly shaken. It had been ages since anyone had witnessed Mr. Voss in such a state of fury.

With a forceful motion, he drove his fist into the pillow, the soft fabric offering no solace. “Prepare the ship! I’m heading to F-268!” The urgency in his voice was palpable. If he couldn’t manage one single, broken woman—one without family or resources—then who was he, really? He was Damian Voss, a name that commanded respect and authority.

Meanwhile, Emma finally made her way down the staircase, her eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of three men still lounging on her couch.

“You can’t be serious… you’ve been here since yesterday?” she exclaimed, incredulity lacing her voice.

The Grand Elder nodded, his expression a mix of pity and admiration. They had not anticipated that she would sleep for this long. Etherians typically required only five hours of rest each day, yet she had managed to sleep through an entire day and night.

Still, he maintained a warm smile. “Ms. Emma Tibarn, the comfort you provided yesterday was incredibly beneficial for His Majesty. We are truly grateful.”

Emma shrugged, a hint of nonchalance in her demeanor. “I took your star coins. I was merely fulfilling my duty.”

Just then, her stomach growled audibly, a reminder of her own needs. All she wished for was to usher them out and raid her kitchen for something substantial.

But Sebastian stood firm, his expression resolute. “Actually, we discussed this last night. To facilitate matters for you… and to aid in His Majesty’s recovery, he would like to remain here with you. Just for a little while.”

The villa, one of the Empire’s welfare perks for female Etherians, spanned five hundred square meters and boasted three stories. However, it was furnished in the government’s standard package—nothing bespoke or lavish. The place felt almost stark, a far cry from the opulence of the Thalassian Palace.

It was evident that this woman lacked significant savings. Yet, she had a diligent spirit—her villa was immaculate, every corner meticulously organized. Allowing His Majesty to reside here was undoubtedly a downgrade, but given the current circumstances, they had little choice.

Emma’s brow furrowed. “You want to live in my house?”

“Not us,” the elder quickly clarified, waving his hands in a gesture of reassurance. “Only His Majesty. And of course, he won’t be staying for free. One hundred million star coins a month. What do you think?”

Emma nearly choked, her eyes widening in disbelief. She had toiled and sacrificed for five long years to scrape together a meager three million. These men were tossing around a hundred million like it was loose change.

What option did she have? She had no choice but to bow to the whims of the wealthy sovereign himself.

“Absolutely no problem at all,” she said, forcing a smile that sparkled with feigned sweetness. “I’ll take the third floor. The first and second floors have nine spare rooms. Choose whichever you prefer, and stay for as long as you wish.”

The elder’s face brightened instantly. “You are truly a kind and generous mate.”

He could see it clearly now—this little female had a soft spot for star coins. As long as they continued to pay her, she would remain an angel in their eyes.

Drake opted for the largest room on the second floor, and his men set to work rearranging the space, adding an interstellar-grade shield—unbreakable and indestructible, save for Drake himself.

“Your Majesty, the room is ready. Please take some time to rest.”

The elder’s heart ached at the thought of their master’s discomfort. Since Emma had left them the previous night, they had refrained from entering her home, spending the entire night anxiously waiting in the living room while their leader remained sleepless.

Finally, Drake lifted his head, his gaze locking onto Emma with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. “Comfort,” he declared.

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