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Slave To The Demon King Stark Reminders
Klaus eyes were focused intently on his laptop screen, as he worked in his home office.He was barely aware of the time, as the room was always dark with its dark gray polished walls, matching window blinds and furniture. The only light in the room was the one which emanated from the screen of his laptop, and after some time, a yawn escaping his lips, his gaze shifted to the digital clock beside his laptop, and that was when he found out that it was already six in the evening.He hissed and looked away from the clock, realizing that he had spent all day working his head and eyes off that he had forgotten all about lunch, and he was also on the verge of escaping dinner too.His stomach growled, hurting him painfully and another wave of anger coursed through him when suddenly he remembered how he had left his half eaten breakfast in anger too. The thought of Arabella suddenly came rushing over him like violent waves from the ocean, and remembering that she was the cause of this turbul
Slave To The Demon King Frightening Duties
Arabella skillfully worked the wet mop on the cream colored marble tiles, as she worked vigorously. She had been instructed to do a general clean up of the house, which included rooms she would not normally clean, and she was trying her best to do her work well.It had been four days since she came into this mansion, and everyday it seemed she uncovered a new room, or some hidden chamber. Nevertheless, the place was so big.The days going by speedily, she recounted how she helped Mrs George in the kitchen, spent her time doing laundry most times and eating her meals in the room. When she wasn't doing laundry, she was shelving and rearranging books in the large library - the place which was soon becoming her favorite place in this large house.Even though she didn't get a chance to read anything from her master's grand collection, being surrounded by so much knowledge and art was something she really appreciated, and she cherished her time there so much.Arabella had also noticed som
Slave To The Demon King Lustful Instincts
When Klaus stepped into his room, the almost sinful sight in front of him, had caused him to stop in his tracks instantly.The blood in his face and almost every other part of his body seemed to rush down to his dick, and swallowing swallowed hard, he sought for ways to dampen his dry throat, while he stared at the lady in front of him.What the heck? Slipping his hands into the pockets of his dark bathrobe to mask his painful and fast growing erection, Klaus cussed within himself as he examined the unruly sight in front of him, as he struggled deeply to take his eyes off her.He just couldn’t, and seeing as she had not noticed his presence in the room, he kept on staring. Fucking Slave, Fucking Arabella, bent over his bed, leaning against the soft foam and tucking the sheets into the wooden bed frame. Her curvy back was bent over, and her curvy ass was also thrown backwards. The length of her gown had risen all the way to her mid thighs, and if she lowered herself any further, he
Slave To The Demon King His Prey
Klaus drove fast.Faster than the speed of a raging cheetah, his legs never left the throttle, and gripping the steering wheel like his life depended on it, his dark onyx orbs shimmered with a glistering red.His face was lit up with raw anger, and rage enough to burn down an entire building.He huffed as he kept his feet glued to the accelerator of his car. Whoever it was, the man that had caused him to leave his house at such a time, and with such a temper, he would surely pay immensely for it.He fumed at the thought. Hell was going to receive at least one visitor today that he was more than sure of. Klaus Lavon could forgive anything, but not when it had to do with his money, and wasting his resources.The way he hated liars and thieves, that was the same way he abhorred deceitful humans too.When he arrived at the dock, he climbed down from his jet black Mercedes and slammed the door shut. His men were at the entrance, two of them already waiting, to welcome and usher him in bu
Slave To The Demon King Invasion Of Privacy
Arabella groaned as she twitched her ears, her eyelids parting open, much to her dismay. She was awake, and hours earlier than she normally was and sighing she sat up, running her hands through her thick mass of sunny blonde hair. She heaved a sigh of annoyance for the second time, when flashes of her encounter with Master Klaus ran through her mind. His words echoed in her ears, and she could not easily forget how he had made jest of her.“I would clean the house until it sparkles." She grumbled inaudibly as she gathered herself. Today, she wouldn't leave so much as a speck of dust! He would look for a pinch, but he would see nothing.Standing up and leaving the bed, Arabella glanced at the daily calendar she had created and pasted on her wall. Her hands folded themselves underneath her breasts as she noted that it was only a matter of time.Only a matter of time, and with the days breezing by she would be done and out of thud hellhole. "Well, I just have to work hard and the days
Slave To The Demon King Disobeying Orders
Klaus continuously dug his glove-covered fists into the punching bag in front of him, hitting his frustrations out and exercising his body at the same time. He was fond of his workouts - which he had done earlier that morning - but now he was back in his gym for a different reason.Not one rather, but two reasons. As he dug punches into the leather bag in front of him, ever so constantly hd imagined himself digging his fists into the face of the man who had dared to cheated and lie to him earlier. Killing him would have been a waste of his time and powers, and erasing his memory was a far worse punishment than death, knowing he would not be recovering from that anytime soon except Klaus reversed the spell, and that wasn’t even forthcoming anytime soon.Yet, as he constantly worked his entire body out, the sweat rolling of him causing his black vest to stick to his body like his second skin, he could not stop his thoughts from wandering to the second reason, as to why he was just so
Slave To The Demon King The Black Book
He ignored her question the first time, and Arabella noticed how cold her master's silence was. She noticed how he gripped the table cloth underneath, and how he was currently squeezing it roughly.The silence between them was unnerving, uncomfortable, nerve-wracking, and as the atmosphere grew tense at the same time, Arabella concluded that she was hating every minute of it.She also dreaded it too, and as she stared at him, she began to count the seconds, waiting for him to explode. Who knows? He might easily grab her neck and bang her head against the wall, or the table. He could do it, he was her master and she was helpless here.He could also send her away from his presence and keep her locked up for days without food or water, that was another punishment. There were so many things he could do to punish her for her insolence - which she was beginning to regret now - so why did he sit and choose to take his anger out on the table cloth, instead of her?Finally, after what took
Slave To The Demon King Stiff Dinner Conversations
Another day had passed, and Arabella was made to do most of the work, including cooking, washing and laundry. However, she was spared from cleaning the master's room, because his cleaner Johnny, was back and she was more than thankful for that.She spent her day getting busy with the chores, and it was to note that she didn’t take breakfast with her master that morning because he insisted on going to work without it.Hence, she was left with the torturous task of counting the hours until he was back for dinner.Alas, the long awaited hour of reckoning had come. She had often heard Mrs George speak of how much the master loved chopped lambs and liver, with steak and Arabella had liked to wonder if there was even a pint of vegetarian blood in his body.She made sure she had one of his men pick out his best wine from the wine cellar downstairs, and it was different from his personal one.She had already set the table with the assorted dishes and drinks, waiting patiently in her seat for
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Slave To The Demon King Happy Endings
Arabella was in the kitchen, surrounded by pots and pans, chopping boards and ingredients scattered all over the counter. She was in the middle of preparing a meal for Klaus and the rest of the family, despite Mrs. George's warmings due to her condition, when she suddenly felt a warm gush between her legs. She does not make anything of it at first, and continues chopping away on the vegetables in front of her, until the contractions in her lower abdomen grow more frequent, and much more painful. The warm gush continues to trickle down her legs, contrary to what she had believed would happen. Her eyes widen with shock and fear as she realizes that her water has just broken. She quickly moves to the kitchen table and tries to catch her breath, trying to remember what she had read in her prenatal classes about the first stages of labor. She screams and reaches out for the kitchen counter. She grips it with her right hand, and fights to suck in deep breaths. She realizes that it's t
Slave To The Demon King The Baby Shower
The baby shower was to be held in a beautifully decorated backyard, surrounded by blooming flowers and lush green trees. The warm sun shone down on the guests as they gathered around a table filled with delicious treats and colorful decorations. The table was covered in a crisp white tablecloth and adorned with pink and blue balloons, symbolizing the impending arrival of a baby girl and boy. Soft music played in the background, adding to the serene and joyous atmosphere.Klaus had made sure everything was done to perfection. From the decorations, to the food, to the cakes, everything was arranged in an elegant and luxurious manner. He had also decided to cater to the planning by himself. Arabella's hormones made her too emotional and dramatic to get any serious planning done. And he also did not want to stress her. In one corner of the yard, a group of guests sat on comfortable chairs, chatting and laughing together. They sipped on cool drinks and nibbled on sweet desserts, taking
Slave To The Demon King Hospital Appointments
Six months later The beeping sound of monitors could not take Arabella's eyes off the beauty on the screen in front of her. She could barely understand or see anything, seeing as the image on the screen was in black and white monochrome colours, but she knew what she was looking at. There, on that screen, she would see the image of her baby. She turned to look at Klaus, who was seated by her side. Together, they blushed as the doctor explained the image on the screen to them. The baby was already seven months in her womb, before Mrs. George suggested they make time out for an ultrasound scan. At first Arabella had not known what she meant, it was her first time being pregnant after all, but Klaus was able to explain to her the benefit of doing one, before she agreed to come all the way to the hospital. She was nervous when the doctor asked her to pull her shirt up, and rubbed a transparent liquid that smelt a lot like methylated spirit, but felt like gel on her stomach. A few
Slave To The Demon King The Proposal
A diamond heart shaped ring stared back at her, glistering from within the red crystal shaped box it rested in. For a moment, a very long moment, Arabella could not blink. No matter how hard she wanted to tear her gaze away from the ring, and look into the eyes of the man she loved, she found herself unable to do anything else, besides stare into the eyes of the ring. When she could finally look away from the ring, it was to glance around the room once more. The rose petals, the candles, the daisies, the lights on the roof that screamed, "marry me, please", the piano recorder, the scent and aroma of love and romance that filled the room. He had singlehandedly prepared all of this, just to ask her to marry him?! He was really telling her that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and never apart, not even for a small moment! Arabella…Arabella did not know what to say, she was at a loss for both words and actions! The room spinned around her head, and she failed to be
Slave To The Demon King Surprise, Surprise
Laughter, the sweet sound of chattering children erupted from all around her. Once again, Arabella opened her sleepy eyes to find herself in a sunny field of dandelions, all around her. The air was sweet and breezy, each part of the field contained different flowers, she was happy to be standing amongst dandelions. She looked up at the sky, and her eyes met with the bright blue clouds. Arabella was happy, very happy. It gladdened her heart to see somewhere filled with joy and happiness, and it only became better when she noticed the happy children running all around her. "Come on! Let us play!" One of them, a pretty little girl with dark hair and round brown eyes pulled the hem of her night dress. Arabella smiled at her. The girl let go of her dress, and joined the other children to run around. There were five of them in total, three boys and two girls. "Come on! Come on!" "We are going to have so much fun together!" "I cannot wait! Can you see it? Let us run to the sun and pl
Slave To The Demon King The Successful Party
The party was a success, and Klaus knew he had to thank the universe for blessing him with such good luck. If he was being honest, it meant a lot to him that his people had shown up to support he and Arabella. It meant that he could stop to imagine waging war with the entire underworld, because he would have done so if that was what it took to keep Arabella safe. As they drove back home, Arabella leaned her head on his right shoulder, while her hand rested on his thigh. He could tell she was exhausted, and he knew why. Klaus found himself blushing at the thought of all that had happened with Arabella at the party hall. After sneaking away with her, he took her into an empty room, where he made love to her with her back pressed against the wall. He was gentle, as gentle as he needed to be, knowing that he could not be too rough, or he could risk hurting her and the baby. And Arabella? She responded to his body in a way he had never thought possible. Her body reacted to every kiss
Slave To The Demon King The Toast
The first thirty minutes of the party went well, and she was yet to feel the burning urge to turn around and run, that had to count for something, right? Right. Klaus walked into the banquet hall beside her, hand in hand. Mrs. George followed them behind, she was here to make Arabella more comfortable. She knew it was the only reason she would have been asked to come along with them to a party or a feast, that really did not concern her. Arabella forced her mouth close once she stepped into the hall. The high red polished walls, large round table that contained nothing less than fifty people, the meals placed on the table, and the furniture; from the gargoyle sculptures, to the exquisite chandeliers, and the punch fountain that looked so beautiful at the center of the table, all of it made the room appear so dreamy. Arabella had never seen anything like it before. It did not take her long to know that the people in the room were not ordinary. Of course, they were demons, but this
Slave To The Demon King Meeting Klaus’s People
The day had finally arrived. Klaus and Arabella had both agreed she would meet his people on the evening of the weekend, and since then, Klaus had counted down the seconds and minutes that would lead them up to that very moment. That evening, while she was getting ready, Klaus went over the details of the meeting once more."We will be meeting them at the banquet hall." He started to say. Arabella had dropped her brush on the dressing table, to turn to look at him. Klaus did not pay attention to the look in her eyes, he was terrified of what he would find; something like fear, that would make him back down. "A feast has been prepared. You would be dining with us, Arabella." Klaus could remember seeing her smile. He had a feeling the smile was to tell him to be calm, to reassure him that everything was going to be alright. To tell him that she could be strong enough for the both of them, it did not matter how, or what she needed to be strong for. As he paced about in the balcony
Slave To The Demon King Sordid Discussions
Arabella stayed behind at the table to finish her meal with Mrs. George. After father and son had both excused themselves, Arabella and Mrs. George stayed back to enjoy their dinner in peace. Maybe Mrs. George was able to eat in peace, but Arabella was not. All the while, she kept on thinking about what Klaus's father had intended to ask her, and what the answer to the question would have been. Mrs. George looked up at her at one point, a small smile on her face. "I do not think you should beat yourself up about it, Arabella. If it was anything very important, you should know master Klaus would never keep it away from you." Arabella dropped her fork, and cleared her throat. She stared deep into Mrs. George's eyes, before speaking. "I know, I know. But I can't stop myself from worrying. It sucks, it really does." Mrs. George heaved a sigh. She reached out to Arabella and touched her wrist gently. "You'll be alright, my dear. That is all I really need you to know." Arabella did
