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The Devil’s Arrival
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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
Slave To The Demon King Happiness Again…
Klaus turned on his right with his eyes still closed, filled with the pleasure of a good night sleep after intense love making. Yes, he had decided to begin to allow himself call his purely erotic sessions with Arabella by that name. After all, he was finally trying to admit to himself that she meant something more to him. It is was a gradual and slow process, but he was willing to give it a try.He sat up, leaning his back against his head board and heaved a sigh. He wiped the sleep off his face with his both hands – or so he thought – and allowed his eyes wander to the antique clock that rested above the door of his bathroom. One of his most priced possessions.He turned to his left to find her sleeping beside him. The duvet had failed to cover the upper part of her body, and her beautiful breasts were kept on display for his loving eyes. She sniffed in her sleep and her right nostril continued to twitch. When he saw the goosebumps on her skin, he knew it was because she was cold.K
Slave To The Demon King Outings
Klaus smiled to himself as he watched her walk away. Her hips swayed as she walked, and Klaus Lavon could not help but admire the backside he had come to love so much. The joy in his heart could not be described. They were finally speaking again, and for the first time in days, she had smiled at him. He flipped the duvet off his body and turned to his side. He placed his feet on the ground and rose eagerly from the bed. The relaxed feeling in his heart was something he never thought he would experience again. The few days he had spent without Arabella were nothing short of torture. He was grateful to be back on good terms with her, and Klaus Lavon swore he would never do anything to ruin it again.He thought it best to get ready before she was. From his little knowledge on ladies, they often took more time to get ready, but not Arabella. She did not spend time in front of the mirror drawing brows, or adding layers of foundation to her face. Sharply he took a quick shower and slippe
Slave To The Demon King Business Visits
Klaus Lavon never took the side of his right eye off Arabella, not for a second. While his second pair of orbs settled on the road ahead of them, he made sure he paid attention to her every expression, down to the twinkle of excitement in her eyes. He loved to see her like that; free, happy, and at ease. It was all he had ever wanted for her, it was all he would continue to want for her. It also pleased him that he was the reason for her smile. Klaus Lavon swore he would spill blood to keep the smile on her face, and it did not matter whose blood it was. After the usual forty-five minutes drive to his warehouse, Klaus stopped the car in the parking lot and opened the doors.Arabella’s eyes widened as she drank in the sight of the building that spread out to several acres of land. The warehouse was shaped like a Pentagon, with doors at every end.The doors were guarded by a minimum of two heavily armed guards, who looked just like the guards at home. The ground around the warehouse
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
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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
