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The Rogue’s Little Plaything Forty-Seven
FLEKI"Luna will be your date for the ball, right?" Reid asked from where he was sitting across me in my study."Yes, of course," it was going to be Luna so I didn't understand why he was asking an obvious question, "should that even be a question?""Well," he shrugged indifferently, "it shouldn't be a question but recent developments have made it into one."I cocked my brows questioningly at him because I don't understand what he was talking about."I mean with your recent infatuation with the blue-haired girl, I was thinking she'd be the eye candy and the plaything you'd want to flaunt that day and besides, she's way prettier than Luna.""She's just a whore," I gritted out, angry at myself that the first thing that popped into my mind at his words were images of her dressed in a blue gown that accentuated her blue eyes and hair for the party. I could picture her hanging by my hands, her pouty lips coated in red and her being the envy of every single female at the ball because she su
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Forty-Eight: Getting To Know Her
LUSTREThe fuss about the upcoming ball was spreading like a pandemic in Hell’s Hall and the preparations had started in earnest. It was just a week away and the hall on the first floor was starting to get repainted and redecorated. Luna had stepped into the role of a full-blown lady of the house and she had completely taken over the preparations of everything food and merriments about the party. I expected her to use her newfound position to bully me, to make my life a living hell, to berate me, to make the dynamics of our relationship evident; that she's the Queen and I'm nothing but a measly maid that'll always be beneath her but instead, she was flat-out ignoring my existence. It was as if she couldn't even see me, as if I wasn't there. I wasn't sure if the Alpha’s command that I shouldn’t partake in any chore except serving his meals and warming his bed had extended to her but I was sure even if it had, she'd have still found a way to berate and ignore me. Maybe she had just re
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Forty-Nine: Failed Attempt
FLEKIMy eyes immediately sought out Lustre when the maids approached the dining area, bearing large trays of food and when I saw her, blue hair packed into a ponytail as she had always packed it to show her face in all its exquisite and exaggerated beauty because there was nothing simple about her face, about her beauty.Hers was a face that demanded, that commanded to be admired and there was no way anyone would catch a glimpse of her face and not turn back to get a proper look. I felt my dick jump in excitement as she approached and I almost cursed the little fucker. He really needed to learn how to tame it down whenever she was near because, with the way things are going, he was always rearing its head and always ready to have a go whenever she was near. Isn't she already controlling a part of you? My wolf seethed within me and I groaned harshly before pushing him to the furthest part of my mind. He seemed so focused on the fact that because I now desired her to the point of no
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Fifty: Tortured
(Triggering Contents Ahead)FLEKIThe fucking never of this bitch! I knew I'd heal fast enough because the injury she'd managed to inflict was no match for the wolf bites and incomprehensible deep wounds I'd recovered from, so I didn't pay the blood I felt on my clothes any attention.Instead, I drew out the knife she'd left lodged in my neck as Reid angrily slammed her on the bard marble floor repeatedly. She looked weak and beaten down despite the fact that he'd not gotten started with her as a renowned torturer, but she'd still managed to lift her eyes and meet mine with a hatred I couldn't possibly fathom.I was no stranger to being stared at fearfully, hatefully, or with utter disdain but hers seemed like it'd been borne from an endless pit of hatred that intrigued me rather than scared me, either way, I trusted Reid to get to the bottom of this dumb shit she'd just tried to pull, no one dared to lay a finger on me of their own volition and go scot-free.That was actually an und
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Fifty-One: What You Are
FLEKI The maid’s hateful confession was enough to prove to me that she had no idea how many maids had been brought in after they’d watched their families and entire lives being uprooted by my various conquests, so why on earth did she think her case was special enough to give her the guts to expert revenge? After I’d told her where she was headed because she’d dared to stage an assassination attempt against me, I didn't care for what other thing she had to say neither did I care for how long she’d be tortured afterward so I left for my room, all that bullshit was enough drama to last me for a millennium. I headed for my room to unwind after the unbelievably annoying day I’d had, and the gods had answered my prayers swiftly because as soon as I opened the door I was met with Lustre’s fucking hot body as she leaned against the wall beside my bed, she knew she could only seat on my bed if I let her and it was good to know she remained obedient to that. However, as soon as she dragged
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Fifty-Two
LUSTREI’d not seen Bertha since the day she was dragged from the dining when she attempted to kill Fleki and I couldn't stop worrying about her. I knew that she’d definitely be punished but I hoped that’s all it would be since she didn't succeed in killing him and barely injured him.I worried about her because after hearing about her experience, I knew that her anger was justified despite the fact that she’d aired it wrongly. However, she didn't know better and was fueled with a rare rage and hatred I’d never seen, but she’d lost enough and didn't deserve to lose more of herself.As hard-headed as I was, I’d managed to swap duties once in a while with any of the maids that served meals in the dungeons, and by doing so, I got to speak with Bertha a few times— however, it was barely a conversation since she was mostly unresponsive and hadn't eaten enough for sustenance while she’d been locked up.She still looked like she was angry at the world and it hurt me that I couldn't help her
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Fifty-Three
LUSTREMy hands shivered slightly at my sides as everywhere became full of hateful whispers, I already knew that most of the workers— especially the maids, hated my guts because of how much Alpha Fleki was fond of me and they didn't waste a second to say spiteful things about me immediately I'd challenged him.Reid's eyes were already trained on me, but he briefly looked away and whispered something into the elder's ear and she also looked directly at me the instant he took his lips away from her ears. I let my eyes meet both of theirs and I didn't flinch from their stares because I was certain that in the real sense, I'd done absolutely nothing wrong and my actions were completely justifiable.While the place remained rowdy, I could still feel anger and grief coursing through my veins as I watched the guards carry Bertha's body away. I hoped she'd be buried respectfully despite having died as a traitor so that she could find peace in the afterlife, but I knew that the chances of that
The Rogue’s Little Plaything Fifty-Four
Lustre’s POVMy mind kept trailing off with thoughts of how exactly Alpha Fleki had intended to punish me for rating my voice at him in the presence of his workers and subjects. However, my wolf quickly calmed me by reaffirming that there's nothing I couldn't handle, and I let my mind wander further but I’d left the fear of uncertainty behind as soon as my wolf comforted me.I wouldn't put it past him to have me flogged or locked up for a while so that I’d learn my lesson, but whatever punishment he decided to dish out would only fuel my hatred toward him and reignite my motivation to finally subdue him and complete my mission— it's the only reason I was in hell’s hall anyways.As much as I’d half expected a lighter punishment than any other make would get for speaking up against Alpha Fleki because of his undeniable fondness for me, I didn't think there was a possibility that It’d actually happen until Reid began to lead me toward my room rather than the torture pits or the dungeons.
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