Dominick was trying hard to search for that woman all over the city. After catching her scent, he knew that it was a hybrid.
“I don’t understand why you want the footage of that cafe but here it is.” Paxton handed the tablet as Dominick searched it.
He played the footage as he couldn’t determine the face. She’s wearing a cap over the hood and a facemask. She looked frail but the moment she disappeared in an alley only meant that she was not that frail at all.
“Interesting.” He said. “I need to find out where she came from.”
Paxton sighed.
“She managed to dodge most of the cameras.”
“Then, let’s install more,” Dominick said and tossed the tablet on the table in front of Paxton.
“Are you crazy?” Paxton frowned. “We don’t have a budget for that.”
“She has no face. Find her. Or if you could find where they hid the relic, I might stop looking for her.”
Paxton exhaled. He has no choice but to choose the mate that he’s eager to search for. He doesn’t care who he was mated to. What he wanted was heirs, and if the woman disregarded him, surely, Dominick would do everything in his power to give heirs. That’s one way to stop the elders from dethroning him.
Paxton sighed again as he reached his head. Dominick is already giving him a hard time.
“Dom,” he called as he smiled.
“Take a break.” He waved him off.
“The maids are here and since your maid was murdered~~ would you like the usual?” He squinted his eyes.
“I am not fucking a maid again,” Dominick promised him but Paxton still squinted his eyes at him.
“Sure,” Paxton turned back with the tablet.
Dominick propped his elbow over his mahogany desk as he intertwined his fingers and leaned the bride of his nose on his intertwined fingers with brows furrowed. He tried hard to remember the smell. He describes how enticing the scent is.
He needed to get to the city again to search for that woman. He stood as he prepared to leave. He headed to his room as he changed his clothes to prepare to leave. He passed by the maids that were lined up in the lobby. He peeked at them as Paxton’s glare darted on him. Behind those strict glasses.
“King Dominick will choose his personal maid today.”
He frowned at Paxton as he was about to leave but then, his Butler was quick and was already in front of him.
“This way please.”
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Bellatrix. She stared at the name that was given to her. Despite being undercover, the Handler still gives a hint for her name. Bella. It should be demure, innocent, and timid. She should act timid. For the past few days, she’s been training herself. She knew basic survival and she knew how to do simple tasks.
She also changed her look, dyed her hair, and looked like a timid girl behind those glasses. She glanced at the upcoming right hand of the King. Duke Paxton Renzo. His glasses were shone by the ray of light while he was discussing something with the Head Butler of the castle.
The madam or the head maid was currently lecturing them about confidentiality and how the King wanted his room to be cleaned.
Three would be working to clean the King’s room daily. She listened but her mind was working on how to kill the King. It'll be hard since he is always surrounded by people. However, she heard that she had a specific liking and some maids seduced him.
But with the description of what kind of women he likes, she first thought of putting fake silicone breasts. Her chest wasn't the size he liked. He likes a bigger one or perhaps 2 times from cup C. She’s a cup B and the man perhaps likes DD/E Cup.
She had been thinking about it. But it was too late to change it since she was already in her uniform.
“Your Highness,” The head maid bowed at the Duke who glanced at them as they all bowed their heads.
“We haven’t chosen someone who will be the King’s errand maid,” Paxton said. “But that’s a high position.” He said.
What’s the difference? She thought. Maids are maids.
“Raise your heads.” He said as they all raised their heads. He seemed to stop and looked at someone from above.
The King. She thought. She never thought of meeting the King but she needed to take that position to be his maid. It’ll be easy to kill him then. And then, she’ll just worry about her life. She doesn't care anymore. She wanted to die anyway and fate doesn’t want to grant that wish.
“King Dominick will choose his personal maid today.”
Everyone seemed to gasp as her eyes widened. She bit her lower lips to avoid grinning. She got plan B. Even if she wasn’t chosen to be his maid, she would always have a chance to seduce him and lure him.
Then, there were footsteps as they bowed their heads.
“Ah, Duke Paxton, you are surely trying to get me to work.” The King said sardonically to his secretary.
“Here are their names,” He showed it to him. “Their name tags will be distributed after you choose your personal maid.
She felt chills down her nape as she felt that pair of hazel-green eyes on her.
“Interesting.” He walked past her and then he walked back again. Then, she saw a pair of biker’s boots in front of her as his scent got closer. She’s getting nervous. Never did she feel intimidated. Not this presence.
Her eyes dilated as his lips were closer to her ear.
“I think you’ll do the job.”
She tried to be calm and composed as she lowered her head deeper. Did she win? Did she get the job as his maid?
“Raise your head.” He commanded as she raised her head and she didn’t dare to look into his eyes although she knew those eyes were piercing. “Can you do the job or not?” He asked, his voice was calm, and it
“I’ll do as you ask, my King.”
“Your majesty, may I speak with you alone?” Paxton asked.
“Have her prepare my room and bath.” He commanded the head maid who bowed her head.
She then glanced at the man who walked off with his secretary. Just one word. Just one word and she’ll do the job. If he says it~~then her job will be done soon enough.
She followed the Head Maid who glared at her. She didn’t show much expression since the woman probably thought that the King would bed her anytime soon. Bellatrix had thought about it. She will kill him before it happens. However, she doesn’t have any equipment and it’ll be hard to kill the King with bare hands. He’s the strongest among all of the lycans. The view to the gold black double door came into view. There were no other doors in the area and it seems that the King wanted it private in the North wing of the castle. The woman opened the door as she followed him. “That white door is the bathroom. The Red one is the main bedroom. The gold one is his closet. You will be cleaning this place every day.” “Understood.” She mumbled. “You will be searched before you leave this room so you must finish everything quickly. You must prepare his bath and leave.” “Yes, ma’am.” She waited for the woman to leave but the head Maid whom she remembered as Miss Gigi raised her well-tr
She froze when he said that word. She couldn’t respond like she was paralyzed. His lips wandered on her neck as he smelled her with growls at the back of his throat. She didn’t respond when he left marks and he unbuttoned her uniform. His hands were on her butt and the only thing she could see was the ceiling with a diamond chandelier over the bathtub. She couldn’t think right. She couldn’t feel anything at all while he was harassing her. “Your majesty!” Paxton exclaimed. “This is an emergency and I am sorry to interrupt.” She didn’t move like she couldn’t hear them. “What?” He roared as he glared at Paxton. “Grand Duke is here.” He said. “My brother?” He frowned. “What is he doing here?” He said as he frowned. Paxton didn’t say a thing as he looked at the girl who seemed to be paralyzed. “Is she alright?” Paxton asked as Dominick realized something. She must have been flustered as he gently kissed her forehead and fixed her dress in front. “Stay here, I’ll be back.” He grabb
It was grand. The food was still warm and there were two plates. She stared at the knife. She can’t kill yet. Not yet. He was being nice. Maybe he’s just making up about the ‘mate’ thing. To manipulate the maids. From what she heard, his maids were murdered. He had two whom he also bedded. They have most of the audacity in the castle as his mistress. It wouldn’t be a surprise if they would treat her like a bitch. “Eat.” He commanded as she reached for the knife first. She gripped it a little as he smirked. “Bella, that blade won’t even go through my skin.” She gaped and looked up at him. “What?” She asked. “Are you thinking of something?” “Yes, my apologies. I had other worries.” She said as she sliced her steak. The king hates the finest food, more meat. “If you want to keep the room, you need to find ways to please me. Do you understand?” She needs to agree with him. This is an easy way to get close to the King. It was odd that it was too fast for her to get closer to him an
Dominick makes sure that she’s pleased but she’s not responding. She seemed to be frozen or like a dead one. He had done sorts of kisses and touched her on sensitive parts. But he hated that her body wasn’t responding at all. Her half-naked body in front of him was alluring, her scent was enticing, but she was like a corpse. What’s happening to his mate? She was staring at the ceiling the whole time and as he reached her face and moved over her, he frowned upon seeing something bizarre in her eyes. Her eyes looked dead. Something so lifeless. “Bella,” he whispered. He lowered his lips to her forehead. “I’m sorry that I did this. I can’t help myself. So stop resisting.” Her lifeless eyes bore into his. He shoved his face to her neck as he inhaled that scent. He’s been trying hard to remember what kind of set it was. “Bella,” he grumbled as Bella’s eyelids slowly closed. She gasped as she felt those surges of messy things in her body. His fingers gently rubbed her down there and sh
She didn't know how to please the King but she read and had a manual on how to do it. There’s a television in the bathroom and it shows censored videos of a couple. He caressed her hair while she’s with him, naked. “I assume that you haven’t slept with any man. You claim that you had. But last night,” He scoffed. “You are all mine, Bella. It saves my time from searching for all of the men whom you slept with.” He caressed her black hair. He already noticed something from her hair but he ignored it since it was beautiful as it is. “What do you want me to do?” She asked. “Tasks are waiting.” “Forget about it.” He reached her hand and placed it to his lips. She gaped and was mesmerized for a bit. It felt warm and she felt odd. What were those tingling feelings? He scooped her face and kissed her lips. The King’s lips were soft despite his rugged features. Her lips were parted by his lips as she opened her mouth a little and his tongue was there. She didn't know how to respond to that
He pinned her on the bed as he skimmed his big hands on her left thigh. His eyes burned in lusts and he tried to swallow. She just made his mouth watery and his throat dry. “You looked beautiful.” He said in a husky voice. “Thank you,” She mumbled as her eyes suddenly became sleepy. “Don’t sleep.” He kissed her lips roughly as he pressed his body into her small body. “Bro, we don’t have time to catch.” Ceil knocked. He ignored his brother as he continuously kissed her and rubbed her sides. She muffled a few moans when he devoured her down her chest. “Wait,” She pushed him. “Stop, please…” He pushed himself up and caressed her hair. “You looking like that was tempting for me.” He caressed her curves. “That dress suits you well. But put something over it. I don’t want anyone to look at you lustfully.” She stared at him as he reached the string strap of her dress. He sighed. “I’ll strip you off later.” He got up and pulled her. Then, he made her turn around to check her. He the
He knew well that she was playing. She’s not that drunk and she wanted to drink more as well. She straddled him, her legs already showing in front of two males in front of them. He grabbed her fur coat and covered her. He glared at Ceil and Kyle who weren’t paying attention to them. Ceil was puzzled as to why he was giving them a sharp glare. She gently humped on him as he growled and held her waist tightly. She leaned her head over his shoulder as she closed her eyes. Seducing someone is tiring. She thought to herself. It was more tiring than killing. “Do you easily get tired of this?” His sultry voice whispered in her ear, her body suddenly felt hot. Like the aphrodisiac that he had her drink the other night. His hands slid behind the fur coat to her butt and on the slit under it. She gasped as she stared at him. He rubbed his fingers under the silk fabric of her underwear as she grabbed his shirt. He smirked while she was doing that as she shuddered. He didn’t say anything th
She pushed his face upon realizing that she should act innocent. “Please stop,” She whimpered, acting so timid. She doesn't hate his touch, she doesn't know how and what she thinks about it. Her dress was already lifted and her panties were already ripped. She just realized the hard thing under her and between her legs was his manhood. “What? Are you saying something?” His baritone voice somewhat shook every sex hormone in her body. She whimpered and it was the best sound that he wanted. She tried to squeeze her legs “Please~~stop…” She mumbled. “No, darling, I can’t. I’m sorry.” He bites her earlobe. “Let’s stretch you out more. Because tomorrow, I’ll take you.” Her eyes dilated as she had thought about it. She will kill him tomorrow. She’ll have access to knives and she will kill him. It might be his last to devour her body so she’ll let him. “Why are you in Paxton’s car?” He asked as he gripped her left breast. She squirmed as he gently pinched her nipples. “Why?” His pi