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Slave To The Demon King Trouble, Trouble
With her eyelids tightly shut, she tilted her neck sideways to ease her uncomfortable posture. She did not know how long she had been asleep for, but she liked the fact that the chair was very comfortable, and gave her the needed rest which she desired. She could not tell exactly how long she had been asleep for, but she did have a feeling that over an hour had passed. Arabella shrugged her shoulders, half asleep and awake at the same time. While her eyes were closed and her mind tended to wander about, she was conscious of everything in the room, down to the whispering of the air conditioner as it cooled the room. She sniffed and pushed her knees up to the couch. Arabella wrapped her hands around her body to keep herself warm. She was all snuggled up in her own arms, and she found herself wishing her master would come through the door. She would have loved to be in his arms instead.She smiled to herself at the thought of him. She could already feel his strong arms around her, a s
Slave To The Demon King Burning Rage
Arabella’s eyes darted across the room. She gave every demon only the time of day she believed he deserved. Arabella had sworn to do her best to keep a brave front. She would not allow the demons believe they had the upper hand – even though, deep down, she knew that they did – her gaze was fixed straight on the eyes of the one in the middle, and his saw him spread his fingers out, his nails turned into claws.Arabella flinched at the sight, but made no effort to move. She decided to speak, knowing that they would continue to hover above her until she had given them a befitting reply to their statements. Arabella scoffed and eyed each one of them furiously. “You had better leave,” she started to speak. Her defiant tone scared her, she was starting to feel she sounded too…confident. “You know you can do absolutely nothing to hurt me. I am not scared of any one of you. And I know that this…” she allowed her fingers travel between the four of them, a deep frown etched into the skin
Slave To The Demon King Her Savior
Arabella could not tell exactly what had her shivering on the ground. Whether it was the demons who had previously surrounded her, the sight of them burning in hot flames, or her master’s impromptu presence that had arrived just in time to save her. She continued to whimper on the ground with her forehead pressed on the marble floor. The cold in the room was more evident now that she was not sweating her fears away. As the ashes behind her started to disperse into the air, Arabella sneezed and wrapped her arms around herself. Her master did not say a word. He only rushed to her side and lowered his knees to the ground. While she felt safe knowing he was with her, she could not shake away the feeling of fear that rushed down her spine when she thought of what he had done – and what would have happened to her if he had not come. The latter caused her stomach to revolt against her. Her shoulders tensed as his hands touched them. Arabella heaved a soft sigh and allowed him pull her up
Slave To The Demon King Soft Treatments
The drive back home was silent, except for the soft soul music that played from the car’s stereo, to which Klaus Lavon nodded to occasionally, while casually glancing at the rearview mirror to take note of Arabella’s countenance.She was yet to speak – at least, say something audible – and he was worried. Klaus Lavon feared that Markus was right. Perhaps the warehouse was too much for her. Whatever she had seen might continue to hunt her for days to come, and it would be his fault. He heaved a sigh and sank into his chair. Klaus had never been one to have a conscience, but it had to be the only thing that did not let him look at Arabella again. Her arms continued to remain wrapped around her body as she stared blankly outside the window. When they finally arrived at the mansion, Klaus parked his car in the garage and climbed down from his driver’s seat. He pulled her door open and reached for her hand. Her soft doe eyes rose up to meet his, and Klaus felt his heart jump in his ches
Slave To The Demon King Question & Answers
Once again, Arabella turned on her right as she found herself crawling back to the land of the conscious. Sleep had evaded her mind, even if it was still heavy in her eyes. She snuggled the side of her face on the pillow that smelt a lot like her master’s aftershave. A dainty smile crept up to her cheeks as she closed her eyes to inhale the scent. He smelt a lot like a strange mix of aloe vera, pineapple and vanilla. Boy! She loved every bit of it. Arabella stretched her right hand to his side of the bed, but her palm brushed against his hairy thighs and not his face as she had expected. Slightly alarmed, Arabella’s eyes flung open and she sat up immediately. She met her master seated with his back pressed against the headboard. He was awake and had his eyes fixed on his screen. He had only turned to look at her after seeing how she had jumped from sleep. Arabella heaved a sigh of relief and brushed her face with her palms. She did not know what she had assumed, but it was defin
Slave To The Demon King Arrival Of The Devil
He straddled her on his lap, both her legs were glued to his sides. She felt him run his hands down the back of her thighs, while his lips remained glued on hers. He pressed his hands on her butt cheeks and squeezed hard. Arabella moaned against his lips. She had wanted the kiss for longer than she cared go admit to herself. She cupped the back of his neck and leaned in to deepen their kiss. He raised his hands to her waist and wrapped his thick arms around her small curve. Arabella loved the feeling of being immersed in his hold. She poured everything she had into their kiss. She was willing to give him everything, absolutely everything. Not just in that moment, not only in the moments they would have sex, but forever. His confession continued to echo in her ears, and her heart fluttered every time she heard his voice. She smiled against his lips when he lowered them to kiss her jaw. Arabella closed her eyes, allowing herself bask in the feeling of his lips against her skin. She
Slave To The Demon King Matters Arising
Klaus watched his father settle into one of the numerous luxurious sofas in the living room with a proud look in his eyes. Even though he and his father barely spoke, Klaus knew that his old man was very proud of all his achievements. Klaus settled into the sofa beside him. He crossed his right leg over his left and started to heave a sigh. His father’s eyes swept around the living room for what could serve as the hundredth time, before he started to speak. “I am sure you already have your reserved thoughts as to why I am here, and this might not come as a shock to you. But son, I am here because of Arabella. Your new…” His waved his right index finger in the air as he smirked, “Human mate. I hear that is what you call her now. Your lady.” His father teased, and Klaus frowned. He wished his father would hit the nail on the head and not dance around in the manner which he was doing. “ I am glad that you and your mate are now on speaking terms, and she is a very beautiful girl. I c
Slave To The Demon King Delilah Again!
A few minutes earlier, Klaus had quickly fastened the buttons of her dress and helped her pull the hem of the dress back to the top of her knees. Both Arabella and her master had cleared their throats times without number. She had heard him curse underneath his breath, before he looked up at the intruder. She understood the frustration – she felt it too – and wondered why everyone around them would not just let them be. This was the second time their make out session was interrupted in one morning, and Arabella did not know how much more cock-blocking she could stand. Especially when it came from intruders like the blonde-haired woman she had come to dislike. His ex, Delilah, as Arabella had come to know her, stepped into the room with an a confident air that irked Arabella. Perhaps it was jealousy, perhaps she just loved the woman’s fashion sense more than she cared to admit. But she hated the fact that the woman was by all means beautiful and elegant, and she was more than aw
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