Conrad’s POV "Ahhhhhnn! My King! More! More!"I could feel her tight and wet pussy gripping me firmly around my cock, and the way she grabbed the sheets excited me.I went harder and faster, enjoying the blush on her face and the way her lips looped into an 'O' each time I went deeper and harder into her.A groan escaped my lips; I could feel my orgasm coming."I'm about to cum my king. Please don't stop! Please don't!""Argh!"I spilled my warm juices inside of her and pulled out, not letting her reach her climax.I grabbed my clothes and began to dress up while she sat up and looked at me in shock."My King, I... I didn't finish."Her lips were turned down at the corners, and her eyes were sad. I glanced at her and leaned in, pinning her hands to the bed and looking at the expression of shock and anticipation on her face."It is your punishment. That's what you get when parading yourself around my villa as my woman. I have seen how you command my staff and dress, acting like the la
Chapter 98Dorian's POV I finally regained control of my limbs, and I was able to stand up, using a tree as a support. I looked around at where the driver had dropped me off, but I wasn't sure if I was in a familiar place.I was tired and drowsy, and every step I took seemed to require effort and a lot of calculation. The question glared in my mind: How do I return to my pack from here?With nowhere else to go, I began my journey with no specific direction in mind. My only goal was to return home. I walked through the forest, evading falling branches and deep ditches that were supposedly dug to catch unsuspecting prey. I couldn't tell what time it was, but I could see the sun peeping over the horizon, signalling that this was a new day.I continued to walk, and soon, fatigue and thirst caught up with me, but I couldn't stop moving now. I had to press on.I didn't know for how long I had been walking, but soon, the sun was well above the horizon, and I was bathing in the greenery wi
April's POV I woke up as early as possible the next morning and checked around the house for Dorian, but there was still no sign of him. I looked out of my window and surveyed the parking lot for his car, but it wasn't there. I dashed back to my room, picked up my phone, and dialled Ivar.“Please let him pick, and please let him have good news for me,” I silently prayed.The line connected, and Ivar's voice filled the speaker of my phone.“Good morning, April. Why are you calling so early?”“I am so sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to know if you have any news of Dorian's whereabouts yet.”I had my fingers crossed the entire time, but it was all pointless because Ivar said he hadn't gotten anything about Dorian yet, and he did try to call him last night before he went to bed."I did ask the men at the border to keep an eye out for him, and I am very sure that if they see something, we will be the first to know.”It had been three or four days, and I was slowly losing hope. I could
Chapter 100April's POV I continued cradling Dorian in my arms and stared at him with tears in my eyes. Dorian, what happened to you? I placed my fingers on his neck and felt his pulse. It was weak, and he was barely breathing. I turned quickly to Ivar."Hurry, let's get him out of here. We are losing him. His pulse is feeble, and I don't know how long he'll stay conscious."The wind howled gently, and Ivar helped me hoist Dorian up, and we placed him in the car's back seat. However, Ivar didn't get in the driver's seat and beckoned me to get in instead."No," I refused loudly. "What are you doing? We need to get out of here immediately. You can't stay...""April," he said, cutting me off. "I understand he's weak, but we must take precautions. We have no idea what brought him here, and it's possible that he is still being followed. I need you to drive him home, and I will stay back and try to clean up the trail and hide his scent. We can't make any more mistakes. Do you understand m
April's POVAfter my little jump scare, he let go of me and slumped back into silence.My heart was beating rapidly, and I wondered what had made him act that way.The sincerity in his tone, telling me not to go, sent shivers down my spine, but I knew I couldn't stay with him. I had to go and get some things from our house.I stroked his hair softly and gazed at him one last time before gently leaving and closing the door.Ivar wasn't back yet, but I hoped he would be back soon so that he could watch over Dorian. I was worried and scared for his safety. I still had no idea what had happened to him the entire time he was in the Royal City.How did doing taxes and getting relief funds turn into him running and now in such a critical condition?I got home and felt nervous about going in. I sniffed my clothes and hoped that I didn't smell like Dorian so much. Somehow, I was determined not to let Susan know anything.While she might not mind, after all, she seemed to be unbothered by Doria
Conrad's POVI stormed around the room, and shards of broken glass and ceramics that littered the room crunched under my feet.The wall was dented in various places, and my expensive furniture was upturned.On the floor, in the corner of the room, Jonas was on his knees, his head bowed close to the floor. I could see his palms bleeding, and so were his knees as he knelt on the broken shards of glass."What do you mean by 'you can't find him'?!" "My Prince, we have..."His voice was trembling, but I couldn't care less. I hurled a glass vase at him, but it missed him by a yard and shattered on the wall, raining down its pieces on the back of his clothes. "Shut up! I gave you floundering fools one job, and yet you managed to fuck that up! Where is he?! Where is his car?!""My Prince, you asked us to drive his car out of the Royal City and send it over a..." "I don't give a damn about his car! Finding him and keeping him locked up was the most important part, but you inept fools couldn
April's POVIt was getting late, and I began to worry. Ivar wasn't home yet. I tried my best not to think that the worst had happened to him, but part of my mind was scared that the people looking for Dorian had captured him as well.In a panic, I whipped out my phone and tried to dial him, but my battery gave out before I could connect."No, no, no–"I set it down on the table and looked at the door in worry.“–Ivar, where are you?" I whispered. I tried to sit still, but my legs had a mind of their own, and I was forced to pace around the room to dissipate the panic energy I was accumulating.5 pm, 5:30 pm, and there was still no sign of him.I occasionally would check on Dorian to keep my mind busy, but he was fast asleep, his head tucked cosily to the side in my father's large coat; I had suspected he was cold.It was past 6 pm, and I heard a knock at the door. I walked towards the door handle, but the door was opened from outside, and Ivar walked in, looking muddy and smelling ju
April's POVIt has been an entire day since we saved Dorian, and he has still not woken up. I had cleaned him up last night, and I desperately wished that he would open his eyes and say something. But he remained unconscious, and the only hope of life that we had was his murmurs and breathing, which became rapid now and then.Ivar helped me move him to one of the bedrooms upstairs, and we cleaned up the living room and all the mud and grime that had trailed into the house. Ivar had also insisted that I go home every night to avoid suspicion. I told him that Susan didn't care about where I went to, but he wouldn't hear of it and sent me home right after we had cleaned the living room. I woke up in my bed at home to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned sleepily and covered my head with a pillow. I was so tired and didn't want to talk to anyone on the phone.I picked up my phone and saw that it was Lucy. The sleep was erased at that instant, and I picked up her call as fast as I co