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Slave To The Demon King Suspicions Arising
Arabella tossed and turned from her back, till she was lying on her chest with her eyes closed. As she tried to calm herself down, she Laos tried to use her sense of reasoning to remember where she was and what had happened.She already knew she wasn’t in her room, because she didn’t get that distinctive smell that was associated with her. Instead… she could scent him.Master Klaus…His scent filled the room, and as she spread her whole body she could note that the bed she was currently on was so big.Just like that… memories started to assail her and even though her eyes were close, she could feel her cheeks reddening already.Her cooking for him fully naked. The whipped cream scenario at the table. His command that she should come to his room when she was done packing the dishes and then… A shy smile graced her lips as she remembered it all.Stretching her hands again towards his side of the bed again, she allowed her hand to brush the sheets beside her. Once again, the bed was emp
Slave To The Demon King Sick Bouts
Arabella did not know if it was the after effect of her thinking too much, or the gnawing feeling of fear that clawed at her insides, but one of them must have been the reason she woke up with a terrible headache. Her entire body felt feverish as she rose from her bed, and all her limbs felt limp. She would have opted to stay in bed some more, but she had to remember she was not on a vacation somewhere… She had to remember that she was nothing but a slave here and she had a lot of work to do for today.Getting up, she tried her possible best to remove her clothes and when she was finally done, she slowly made her way to the bathroom.She tried to take her bath with cold water, but quickly turned on the heater when she almost began to freeze in the bathroom, and her whole body shook terribly. When she was done, she pranced back to the bedroom, and gently she managed to cream her body with trembling fingers.Throwing on an oversized cardigan she had borrowed from Mrs George on one co
Slave To The Demon King Scary Nightmares
Arabella woke up from her slumber, dripping with sweat, and trembling heavily. The back and collar of her dress was soaked with the salty liquid sweat that seeped from her skin.She was panting heavily as her eyes opened, and the second she saw where she was, she became instantly relieved.So relieved to be in her room, and not in the arms of the cruel man she had just dreamt about. Why was she having nightmares about him all of a sudden? She had not had a dream like that in a long time, and she was scared of the implication of it all.She had not thought about him in a long time, she had almost even forgotten he was a part of her life, but with this dream?… Everything she’d suffered in his hands crashed into her memory once more and she was instantly relieving then.He had been chasing her frantically in her dreams, and she’d been running for her life. Afraid that he’d catch her, and ebb now as she opened her eyes, she was still scared.What did this mean?Arabella continued to suc
Slave To The Demon King Naughty Naughty Slave
Two days had passed since Arabella saw her period for the first time, since she’d come to stay in this mansion and to be honest, she was amazed by his understanding and kindness. The way he had been treating her all these days was so surreal and she did not expect such chivalry and gentleness, from a man who had once treated and spoken to her like she was nothing short of an object, a slave for him.He suddenly changed overnight or over day, and every single thing he did for her made her swoon all the more.He had someone pick up health and female menstrual hygiene toiletries and supplies for her just yesterday. He had someone get her pads, the necessary pain killer pills and syrups she needed, even a heating pad to ease the pain. She had never expected to be treated so well, especially not by him, but well he was hundred percent exceeding all her expectations.Apart from all these, he also came to check on her every morning before he went to work, and every night before he went to
Slave To The Demon King More Nightmares
‘…”You thought you could escape me, did you not?" Arabella’s heard his voice growl from the door way, and she shuddered instantly.Opening her eyes slowly to find herself strapped to a chair with a thin wire, a stream of tear fell down her face as she began to mumble incorrigible words. With dim eyes, her vision blurred, she looked around the room. Her heart squeezed in her chest when she realized that, she could recognize the polished walls.It was so so familiar, and the faded posters of music icons she never got to meet had her chest tightening at the same time.But what really caught her eyes, was the spring bed close by and as her eyes flew open yet again, panic seized her chest with sharp claws. No! No! No! She just couldn’t be here. She’d escaped this place so why was she here?No! She blinked her eyes yes twice trying to dispel the images, but she just couldn’t because as she opened them still, reality stared straight back at her. She was in her room! No. Not her room in her
Slave To The Demon King The Art Date
Arabella could not believe her ears. She still sat still in shock, blinking rapidly as she stared at the empty door her master had just walked out from. It was hard to believe what he had just said - even though he had been doing a lot of nice things to, and for her. She had not expected this, it was almost too much.Fucking too much and out of her expectations too.Once he was out of the dining, she did not waste any more time, trying to even eat or whatsoever. She pushed her chair backwards and jumped up from her seat. With a bright smile plastered on her face, she gathered all the plates on the dining and rushed to the kitchen to drop them. Once she was done, she hurried into her room and searched her wardrobe for the most suitable dress to wear outside the walls of the mansion. This was her first time going out, and she had to look good. Not just for herself, but for her master too.She couldn’t wait to see the look in his eyes, once he saw whatever she had worn, and she knew
Slave To The Demon King Wandering Thoughts
The drive back home was silent, except for the soft R&B music that emanated from the car stereo, to which Arabella shook her head absentmindedly too.As for Klaus, he just tapped his right foot and his right index finger on his knee as he stared outside the window, his thoughts wandering away.He was thinking about the piece of art he’d bought, which was currently sitting in the trunk of his car, and the more he thought about it, the more he could note that Arabella was indeed right when she said it looked like her. It didn’t look like her per say, but it deftly illustrated all what she must be going through, and for a second his heart clenched painfully.He knew in the coming days, seeing the painting would take his mind back to her, whenever he stared at it and honestly that’s why he’d even purchased it.He wanted to be reminded of her, and all that she stood for, every second of every minute of the day.Pure, innocent, jovial and energetic. She oozed all these qualities, and even
Slave To The Demon King Blood Sprays
Arabella started with dicing the beef, just the way Mrs George had taught her that Master Klaus liked it. Well, not "taught" directly, but she did learn it from constantly watching the woman do it for her master, so she had learnt to pick it up with ease.She was making one of his favorite chicken sauces, and she could not wait for him to taste it. From where he stood outside the kitchen as she busied herself chopping onions, Arabella watched him with doe eyes, not even glancing except on occasions so as not to injure herself with the knife she was holding.His hands worked his way through his thick mass of dark hair as he walked down the stairs, and she could see that he was shirtless too.The the tattoo that stretched from his right breast to underneath his right ear was visible, and swallowing back a huge gulp of whatever Arabella noted the fact that indeed her master was one fine specimen.This man was an epitome of walking sin, and no one could compare to how sexy he was, at le
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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
