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Slave To The Demon King Delilah’s Final Fate
The drive was quite a short one, mostly because Klaus Lavon made a decision to be silent for most of it, except for the time he muttered underneath his breath, promising Delilah the most awful torture she would ever have the chance to experience in her rather short life. He could not wait.He sat with his fists clenched throughout, sitting and leaning out of the chair. Markus stayed silent, he could understand his best friend's anger. Arabella was the love of his life, she would forever remain so, to dare to toy with her life was to gamble with yours.As Klaus occasionally turned to his best friend, he could tell the reason Markus kept his eyes on him, he did not need a soothsayer to tell him Markus was bothered.The closer they got to the warehouse, the more Klaus's rage was fueled within him. When Markus finally stopped the car, Klaus sucked in a deep breath and stepped out of the car. As they approached the doors of the warehouse, Markus's guards made way for them. They pushed the
Slave To The Demon King Welcome Home
Every good thing, they say, comes to an end. Fortunately, so does every bad thing. And for Arabella, one nightmare in her life was finally over. Finally, she was going home. As she sat up on the chair, she watched Klaus sign the rest of her discharge documents, while the doctor spoke with a proud smile on his face. He was not to be blamed now, was he? She would have had a broader smile on if she was the one who had saved someone's life. Not just one person, but two; mother and child. The hospital had done really well, she would have given them a five-star rating if there was any opportunity to do so. "Thank you for everything, Doctor Barnes. I really appreciate." Klaus said, extending his right hand out for a handshake. Arabella blushed. She was happy she could lose the "master" title now. After all, with his baby in her womb, their relationship had gone far past master and slave. To be frank, she still found it funny that their relationship began on such grounds. If she did
Slave To The Demon King Scary Dreams & Spells
Darkness. It was a concept Arabella had already gotten used to, a feeling she had learnt to kiss. The glorified sense of loneliness that enveloped her whenever she could barely see her own two feet. It was the same thing now, absolutely nothing had changed. She could only remember herself getting into bed beside Klaus at night, and placing her head on his chest, as he rubbed her back gently. How she had managed to transcend from that, to the current state she was in, was unknown to even her. However, one thing was very sure. Arabella was neither happy nor comfortable with where she was. The sweat that poured from her forehead, and soaked her neck was more than enough to tell her that.It was only when she tried to move her feet and settle into a more comfortable position, that she realized her legs had been chained. Her hands had been cuffed behind her back, and the smell of the room that hit her nose was rather….familiar. The sound of a door creaking open was more than enough
Slave To The Demon King Appreciations
Arabella stepped into the kitchen the next morning. She felt stronger and better than last night, thanks to Klaus who had made sure to take good and proper care of her.As she walked into the kitchen, the woman took a quick turn to glance at her. A small frown formed on Mrs. George's face as she looked at Arabella."And what, if I may ask, might you be doing downstairs?" Arabella watched as Mrs. George dropped the plate in her hands, wiped her soapy hands against her dark apron, begkre rushing to her."What do you think you're doing downstairs?"Arabella was surprised to see the woman rush to her like that. As she continued to watch Mrs. George's face, a deep frown spread across her lips."I just wanted to help you do some stuff around the kitchen. I…""No, no." Mrs. George refused, shaking her head."I cannot let you do that, please. You need to go back upstairs to rest."Arabella rolled her eyes and scoffed. If was an awfully loud one.Rest? She needed to rest?It really felt like r
Slave To The Demon King Some Minor Worries
The discussion with Markus had ended better than Klaus had expected, and he was now ready to return home to the love of his life, and his beautiful unborn child. He did not need to see the face of the baby to know that she would be an absolute angel. Yes, she. From the dream Arabella told him she had, Klaus was bold enough to assume the child was a girl, and he hoped and prayed he would not be wrong. He would be so delighted to have a mini Arabella running around his mansion and staying close to him very soon. He could not wait to shower her with kisses and love. The same way he planned to spoil her mother with all the wonderful, endearing, and best things of life. As he stepped into the room he shared with Arabella, Klaus heart lept for joy in his chest. He leaned against the door, hands folded in front of his chest as he watched her, a proud smile on his face. Of a truth, Klaus had never been happier to have someone in his life, someone to love, someone to hold. Before he met
Slave To The Demon King Family Dinner & Reconciliations
They were all seated around the room table. Arabella had never had the room so filled with people before. It has always been just she and Klaus, but now, his father and Mrs. George were present with them, not to forget the baby in her stomach. The food was served shortly after everyone arrived. Arabella set the table, even if Klaus did not agree to it, while Mrs. George displayed the delicious and colorful cuisines in different plates and bowls, with different drinks; wine, champagne, fruit juices, and punch, all glittering in their various colours, their flavors filling the room with beautiful scents. She was happy. She continued to smile from ear to ear, pleased to finally be part of something she could hold dear, something she could be part of. "Can someone pass me the sauce?" Arabella heard Klaus's father ask. He stretched his hand to no one in particular, but Arabella jumped from her seat immediately, just to make sure she served him the sauce as quick as possible. No matte
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
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
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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
