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Slave To The Demon King Breaking The Contract
Arabella did not see or speak with her master again after that morning. He seemed to have headed to her pleas, and given her the space she needed, which was good. But a part of her wished he had been a tad bit stubborn. Of a truth, she was confused. She wished they could return back to normal, but everything was still a shock to her. Arabella was not sure she could fully trust him, and she had never been a fan of lying to herself. Or at least, that was what she thought. For the rest of that day, she went about her activities in silence and solitude, allowing nothing but the sound of the ticking clock accompany her. Her solitude continued the next morning.Mrs George had not been around in a while, so she had to take up both the cleaning and cooking chores. She was busy dusting the books on the sturdy shelves in the grand library, and humming her favorite childhood rhyme when she heard a knock on the door. Arabella turned her head slowly to find her master stationed at the door
Slave To The Demon King The Unbreakable Bond
Her legs trembled as she staggered backwards, the sole of her feet suddenly felt hot, as though it would melt through the ground. Beads of sweat broke out of the skin of her forehead, while her lips shook violently and her teeth gnashed against themselves. Arabella shook her head repeatedly - times without number - in disbelief. She did not want to believe the words that had slipped out of his tongue. There was no way he could lie to her again. He could not have raised her hopes to this extent for nothing. Master Klaus turned over his shoulder to look at her. The disappointment in her eyes outweighed it. He must have known how important leaving this place was to her, he must have known how badly she wanted her freedom, he must have known that he was the only one capable of setting her free. So, he must have used his one strength to toy with her out of malice. Her mind continued to ponder on these thoughts, but she forced herself to push it to the back of her mind. However, the
Slave To The Demon King Seeking Answers
Klaus Lavon pumped the brakes of his car with a rage and speed he had never thought possible. He had been angry and confused before, but none of them could ever compare to the raging fire that was ignited and burned voraciously within him. He was confused and beyond outraged. Klaus had a lot of questions, and only Markus could answer the questions he had. He had tried to think of answers for himself, but his wisdom seemed to have forsaken him. He hoped, to hades, that Markus would have tangible answers that would help him. He could not bare the torture of thinking of her for one extra day, or he would lose his mind for good. On his arrival, Klaus stormed out of his car and banged his door shut. He walked briskly to the door step of his friend's mansion. The door men were already quite familiar with his presence, so they let him in with ease. Klaus nodded curtly as they bowed to greet him. He walked past the door with a frown on his face. The first place he walked towards was the
Slave To The Demon King Blissful Ignorance
When they said "knowledge is pain, ignorance is a bliss” were in no doubt, speaking of the situation of Klaus.No. It did not matter that his story only happened years after the dating was birthed, he was convinced that it had been projected into the future to haunt him, and nothing could convince him otherwise. After he left the mansion of his best friend, his thoughts began to spiral. He could not stop thinking about what had been said, and the implication it had on him.He stormed into his house, and went to Arabella's room, the room of the woman who tormented his thoughts, but he did not find the refuge he had expected. So, he walked out in anger. He eluded her of his presence and found safety somewhere rather... unconventional; his mini bar. Klaus Lavon had never considered himself an alcoholic. Surely, the son of the devil had to be above all things, above all addictions. Yet, it seemed to be the only thing capable of healing his tormented heart. So, he picked up his bottle
Slave To The Demon King Jealousy Brimming
After some more hours of tossing in her sleep and allowing her thoughts wander from one fact to another, avoiding truths and dodging her own self interest, Arabella finally found the much needed sleep she so desired.It did not matter that it came some hours past three in the morning, she still maintained her disciplined routine and was up from bed at seven in the morning. She washed the sleep off her eyes with running water from her faucet, and wiped her face dry with her face towel. When she was done, she dressed her bed and continued with the rest of her morning routine. Arabella had decided within herself, that she would do more work than she normally did. It was necessary for her to keep herself busy throughout the day. An idle mind is the devil's workshop, and she had done enough for his son already. She had her bath and got into her clothes for the day; a grey colored dress and a cobalt blue cashmere sweater on top. The seasons were beginning to change, and it was starting
Slave To The Demon King Chef Klaus
Klaus Lavon stretched his arms and twisted his head to relax the muscles of his neck, he had been on his laptop for hours after his last encounter with Delilah, and it was necessary he did some work to blow off some steam. When he heard a knock on his office door, he rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh as he leaned into the chair behind him, giving his back the first form of comfort it had experienced in the last three hours. "Come in!" He called out. He had expected to see one of his guards, or Mrs George step into the room. However, he was taken aback by the sight of a frowning Arabella. Klaus sat up immediately, as though he was under some sort of spell initiated by her. Her presence caused him to jerk up and he leaned into his table immediately he saw her. "Is everything alright, Arabella? You do not, you do not look quite well." He started to speak. Arabella hissed and dropped her hands to her sides. "I was going to cook dinner, then I found out there are no more groceries. I
Slave To The Demon King The Devil’s Arrival
Klaus continued to stare at the empty chair Arabella had just vacated. He watched it with sad eyes as her words continued to echo in his ears. He knew she was right, he had lied to her, but she surely could not have expected him to say the truth, could she? It would have been absurd to do so! He wondered why she would not at least try to see everything else from his perspective. She was hurting him, a whole lot. He rose from his seat and pushed his plates away. She had helped him carry everything else besides the ceramic plate he had used to eat. He abandoned the plate in the dinning room and started to walk towards his living room, when he heard a knock on his door. Klaus narrowed his eyes on the iron door as he stood in the corridor. He was not expecting any visitor that night, but Delilah had been able to find her way to his house without an invitation earlier that day. Perhaps Markus was here to see how he was doing. His best friend was never one to arrive without informing
Slave To The Demon King Reconciliations
Once Arabella turned her back on the both of them, Klaus watched her disappear from their sight, before he closed his eyes and sighed with relief. As his father turned to look at him, Klaus feigned a cough and cleared his throat right after. He was lucky his father had not tried to initiate a conversation, there was no telling the gravity of danger Arabella would have been in. “Son…” “Alright, father. Let’s go up to my office.” The “where you would stay until I am ready to usher you out myself to avoid what just happened.” was inaudible, but Klaus knew that his father had heard it. He started to walk ahead of his father and he ushered him into his home office. Klaus made sure to lock the door behind his father. He did not trust the man one bit. His father flashed him a coy smile as he settled into the seat in front of him. He leaned into the chair and crossed his right leg over his left, he stroked his bearded chin slowly, and his eyes followed Klaus wherever he went. Klaus fina
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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
