The back of the castle, where the celebration was held in the garden. The garden was bustling with people and was decorated in one of the best ways. The same garden that looked dead, the same garden where her granny almost lost her life.Attention came to her faster than her bad luck when she stepped into the garden with Ragnar. She was used to attention but wasn't used to the attention she was getting from these immortals that gawked at her like she was another worldly which she was but they actually had respect in their eyes for her as well, not all of them but most of them.Ragnar introduced her to some of his higher-ups and Sasha just stiffly stood beside him, passing them a very forced and awkward smile that could curve on her lips.She was getting used to the people of this kingdom such as the maids and servants but the higher-ups, nah, she needed a whole decade to be comfortable around them.Was she really going to stay here forever? Well, now she was married to the KING of imm
"Going somewhere?" Sasha instantly froze beside Makaria. Her gaze fleeted between the siblings who were having a staring contest. One was a mountain hidden in heavy snow and the other one was a warm water flowing in the lake.His gaze snapped back at her and Sasha visibly stiffened. "A wife does not befriend her husband's enemy," Ragnar said as slowly as possible as if giving her time to learn each and every word of his.Sasha didn't like how commanding he sounded. He always had this tone but this time she felt different. "But she is your sister.""She is my enemy." His voice held a sharp edge to it. Makaria lowered her gaze with a soft smile on her face. Rayla stood besides Makaria with her arms folded over her chest, staring at the scene with an unamused stare. Ragnar extended his hand toward Sasha, gesturing for her to come over to him. With a little swallow, Sasha put her hand over his and walked to his side. All the guards quickly became extra active, ready to attack but the two
"Answer the damn question, little missy." His tone was threatening. Sasha gripped the mattress beneath her trembling hands. "S-She said she a-also know me from p-past like you d-do. So I-I asked h-her if she c-could t-tell me what ha-happened in the p-past." Sasha stuttered while letting out the truth.Ragnar stared at her before his gaze traveled down to her trembling hands squeezing the mattress tightly. "And what about disappearing on me out of nowhere?" He asked, his gaze fixated on her hands. When he got no answer from her, he looked up at her."Should I consider it a cowardly mistake from your side or really a headache?" He asked and she stayed muted. "For God's sake Sasha." He snapped and she flinched. Upon seeing her response, he took a deep breath and faced her more calmly. "I would never hurt you." He said. "Never." Sasha hesitantly looked into his eyes and found no hint of hesitation in them. He never hurt her physically but the mental pain he made her go through was dest
"Mmm, let's dig in then." He mused with a smirk as he rubbed her clothed core making her legs trembling. His long fingers pulled the strap up and before he could pull her panties down, she immediately took his hand in a tight hold. His smirk instantly died down and he looked at her through his lashes. "What is the matter?" He asked and she looked everywhere but him. "Co-Could you please blow o-out the candles first?" She asked with a little hesitation and he raised a perfect brow at her. "Why blow them off? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before." He said casually and Sasha shook her head. "Please." She said in a pleading tone and he stared at her for a good while making her nervous under his gaze.Without a word, he stood up and she quickly got on her elbows, fixing her dress as if it wouldn't just get ripped off in a few minutes or maybe seconds by him. She hoped that he wouldn't just rip her instead with that massive weapon of his. A shriek left Sasha's lips when all the
Sasha woke with a severe body ache and a sore throat. She recalled last night's events as she sat on the bed, her naked body curled within the sheets and her thighs clenched together. The bed beside her was empty but her mind was occupied by him and how he took her last night.How she begged him to slow down because she couldn't handle it.How she begged him to stop after three rounds because she couldn't take it anymore.How she begged him to let her cum because she couldn't hold it in anymore.Her cheeks heated up and she clenched her thighs even more tightly. The arousal suddenly took over her body. She swore she never felt like this before until she met him, until just yesterday.She immediately shook her head and got out of sheets but as soon as she stood up, she had to sit down. The soreness or pain didn't get her, it was the wetness between her thighs that got her.It wasn't her arousal.It was the remains of his desire he left in her last night before she went unconscious. Bef
Love is like a curse.One is selfish but not selfish enough for their lover.Obsession...However is most of the time lethal enough to cross the destruction of the curse.But what if it is the combination of both?What is it called then?Maybe... Ruination.Ragnar sat on the edge of the table and quietly stared at the sleeping form of Sasha. He entered the hall when the afternoon birds were still chirping and the sun was glowing like never before and he remained seated in the same position until the sound of the birds slowly died down and the sun began to replace itself with the moon.Not once did he look away.He knew he was crazy and he gladly accepted it without a hint of hesitation.He cracked his neck a little while keeping his eyes fixated on her and watched how she moaned in her sleep and turned on her back with one of her hands on her stomach and the other beside her head. He took a deep breath and put his hands back on the table, leaning backward as he finally lashed his gaze
Her body was in a momentum along with the carriage she was sitting in. Sasha was reading a book but she was merely reading the words, understanding nothing because her thoughts were consumed by him.It had been a week since their marriage and today she was finally going to the place she wanted to reach desperately. Her home, the Walton Kingdom.She thought he wouldn't send her back so soon, this was way sooner than she expected. Considering what he was like, he would have let her go back after months. That day after they had sex on the couch of the hall, Sasha woke up in her bed. He wasn't there at that time either. Ever since that day, he had been so busy. She barely saw him. One side of her was glad and the other was way too conscious.Was he already bored of her? These types of questions wouldn't leave her head. She didn't like the fact that she was thinking a lot about this question. She shouldn't care in the least. She shouldn't... but...Yesterday, he called her to his office a
The caravan stepped into the kingdom but she remained seated in the carriage, lost in the chaos of her thoughts. The curtains were drawn together, concealing her from the outside world.Before the encounter with Noah, she imagined herself jumping out of the carriage and hugging her people as they welcomed her warmly but things took a wild turn.Everything was completely different from her imagination. Her heart lost the desire to meet her people because her mind was consumed with the fear of their hatred.The thought of her family acting the same way had her stomach turning.Leo said everyone missed her...but this uneasy feeling that suddenly grew inside even made her doubt her family. The carriage passed through the market and she could hear the whispers of her people from outside.Usually, the market is bustling with people but due to the caravan passing by, everyone scooted aside and began to whisper 'god knows what' to each other. Sasha sat in the carriage with hunched shoulders