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Slave To The Demon King Sweet Gestures
The meeting with the manager did not take as long as he would expect. Of course, the man had been reluctant to lease the pool out to a man he did not know. After all, Klaus was neither a renowned politician, not a celebrity of any sort. It was only normal that he had his…reservations. However, after Klaus proved to him that he was able to pay thrice the amount anyone had ever paid, for the pool space, the glee in the man’s eyes could not be hidden. “Who are you?” He had asked Klaus. Klaus Lavon only smiled at him, and tapped his shoulders with his right hand – after wiring the money to him, of course. “I am just a regular man who has enough money to pay for your pool.” The man looked so amazed, as Klaus could impress him financially in such a manner. Klaus was also happy, more than he cared to admit. Arabella would be very pleased, he thought. He returned to the room to tell Arabella everything. She jumped from the bed immediately he came in. She stood in front of him, arms lo
Slave To The Demon King Sightseeing
The knock happened the first time. She turned to her side and tried hard to ignore it, but not after it continued again, and again. At that moment, Arabella flicked her eyelids opened. She yawned and raised her head to look at the door. She could not remember when she had passed out with sleep, but she could recall how master Klaus had carried her from the pool, wrapped in a thick black towel after their intense love-making.It was her first time of making love in a pool with him, and it was something she hoped to experience over and over again. Master Klaus always knew how to put a smile on her face and take care of her. He had proven to her - time, and time again - that he would willingly do anything for her, including lay down his life, to make her happy, sound, and keep her safe.How could she not love him for that? Arabella blushed at the thought, she allowed her cheeks to redden just thinking about it - not that there was much she could do. The knock came again, and she hea
Slave To The Demon King The Club
Klaus Lavon settled into the stool in front of the vanity mirror. He fixed his eyes on the screen of his phone, while scrolling idly, patiently waiting for Arabella to change her clothes. The faster she did, the quicker he could get to the club. He did not want her to come with him. Klaus did not like the idea of pulling her into an environment as dangerous as a club in Las Vegas, filled with demons who could possibly hurt her. There would be eyes on her, definitely, and he knew he could not stay by her side every second. "There!" Arabella called out, a broad smile on her face. "All done!" Klaus hoisted his eyes from his screen. He fixed his gaze on Arabella's bare thighs. The frown on his face was automatic. Her white dress clung to her body like her fucking second skin. The strapped sleeves rested on her shoulders, and her round breasts were left half opened in their cups. He found the dress more annoying, knowing that it exposed a greater part of her thighs. She was hot,
Slave To The Demon King Sneaky Lies
12am, midnight. Arabella threw her hands in the air, a hearty smile spread across her cheeks. She swayed her head and hips to the sound of the music. Occasionally, she would grab the shot of vodka on the desk, and throw some into her system. She was all pumped and turned up! "Heavens!" She screamed, addressing her friend - the lady she had just met at the club. The girl, Shannon, as she had come to know her name, smiled at her."You're enjoying yourself?" "This is the most fun I have had on my own in my entire life!" Arabella cried out. She had never felt so free, so in control. She had been able to make a friend without her master's influence. They even exchanged contacts and promised to text or call each other more often. Arabella was more than elated! She had just made her first friend ever. It was a cause that called for celebration, and more celebration. However, all good things have to come to an end.Master Klaus was done with his meeting. Arabella had caught sight of h
Slave To The Demon King Mile High Club
Las Vegas was so much fun, Arabella thought to herself. They had spent three days here, and it was - by far - one of the best group of days she had spent with her master. From the sightseeing, to the clubs, all the dresses he had gotten for her, and their adventure in the pool, Arabella knew they were all going to be engraved in her mind for a very long time. They were to return home that day, and she had just stepped out of the shower. Master Klaus had been away for his last business meeting, and she hoped it would go well for him. Frankly, Arabella knew she must have enjoyed the trip much more than he did. He was always working most of the time, and had never really gotten the chance to relax and unwind, but she did. He was a motivation to her, and she was always inspired by how hard he worked, even if he did not need the money. She laid all her clothes out on the bed, and started to pack them up one after the other. Most of the dresses could not fit into the only spare box he
Slave To The Demon King Mile High Club 2
He waited for her to laugh her statement off, and smile at him, but she did not. Klaus's smile died slowly. Did she really not know what he meant? "Do you really not know what I mean, or are you just trying to play smart, hmm?" He allowed his brows dance as he spoke, and Arabella chuckled. "I'm not playing. I genuinely don't know what…" Klaus rose to his feet. He towered above her small frame with his taller one. Arabella hoisted her eyes to look up at him. He reached for his belt and slowly unbuckled it. He did not take his eyes off her, not even for a moment. Realization dawned in Arabella's eyes, and he saw it flash in her gentle orbs. She must have understood what he meant already. She shook her head and started to chuckle. She shook her head, turning away from him. He pulled his belt off his trousers, and allowed it drop to the ground. Arabella was still laughing. She must have thought he was playing, but he wasn't; Not even in the slightest bit. "We cannot have sex on
Slave To The Demon King Seeing Mrs George Again
It had been three days since they returned from the trip. Exactly 72 - and some hours - since they touched down in their city. Even at that, Arabella noticed that her master did not stop doting on her. He seemed to have taken it upon himself to make sure that she lacked nothing, all round. They had breakfast early in the morning before he left for work, and had dinner together after he had returned. She noticed she slept on his bed more often, and they made love every night. Hot, sweet, delicious sex, she swore she could never get tired of. That morning, Arabella rose from bed earlier than her master. He must have been worn out from all the work he had to do on her the previous night. She blushed just thinking about it. As routine demanded, she was to head to the kitchen, clear the plates from last night, and prepare for that morning. Then, she would clean up the rooms of the mansion she had left the previous day, have her bath, and relax until it was lunch time. Arabella no lon
Slave To The Demon King Restaurant Dates
Dressed in a midnight blue dress, Arabella walked hand in hand with her master into Martin's Valour restaurant. She walked with confident strides, her feet settled in silver block heels that built her strides and stance. Her long hair was styled into a neat bun above her hair, curled strands fell on both sides of her face. The silver hair pins that adorned her hair, matched with her shoes. She glittered with glory, eluded a confidence suitable for a king's wife. She was in the arms of her king after all, and she believed nothing could go wrong. Master Klaus had taken her out, just as he had promised. As they walked up the stairs leading to the entrance door, Arabella could not stop blushing. He had taken his time to get her a dress just for this occasion, with shoes and jewelry to match. "What are we celebrating?" She had asked earlier, when he returned home with the dress and shoes. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. So much that she had already started t
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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
