All Chapters of Smitten with the devil's son: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Abruptly, a bright light in the king's room came on, causing Katrina to halt halfway. Her heart skipped a beat, and she snapped her head towards the unforeseen souls now standing in the room. Her eyes widened, and she hurriedly grabbed the bed sheet and covered her nude as she sailed out of the bed. She was shivering, her whole body trembling in fear and anxiety with her head lowering to the floors. Zachary, madam Madison and Eleanor we're all standing in the room. Staring at her blankly, their face read no expression. "You attempt to lay with the king!" Zachary growled, his voice harsh and cold. "I'm sorry!" Katrina fell to her knees, her lips trembling as she sobbed. She wasn't expecting this to happen, she wasn't seeing this to go this way! How did they know that she was going to come? As if reading her mind, madam Madison spoke up. "How could you be so despicable?" Madam Madison cut in "If Eleanor hadn't heard your conversation with the mistress in her room, you would ha

"What!" Amelia gaped widely at King Spencer but he ignored her, and then, she balled her first with her hateful eyes on Eleanor. Cecilia moved away from her stepbrother and she went to Eleanor, grasped her softly and she whispered to her ear "The king is gone now. Come on, let's go!" They both held hands and began to walk away, Eleanor caught sight of madam Madison who hauled her a smile. "Eleanor!" Willow and Amaya rushed to their friend, they hugged her before they bowed respectfully at the princess. "What happened was unbelievable!" Willow gushed out excitedly "I never knew the king would ever listen to you!" She said. "But still, I'm unhappy that Katrina was saved," Amaya pouted. Cecilia simply remained silent, she wish to join the conversation but she knew they'd be scared to discuss it with her since she was the princess. "Ugh, this is princess Cecilia, she's my friend!" Eleanor introduced Cecilia to the girls, she had noticed how the princess was crestfallen. "Prin...."

Clarkson arrived at the scene, and he was shocked to see his cousin laying dead on the floor. “Spencer! His eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat as he stare at the unimaginable! “Cousin!” He called again but he got no response.“My brother is dead,” Cecilia muttered to him “Eleanor killed him, she poisoned him!” she cried. “What!” Clarkson's eyes widened in stun. "I swear it, I didn't kill the king!" Eleanor sobbed in grief, her cheek was now aching badly. Cecilia had slapped her hard. "You killed my brother!" Cecilia was roaring at her, and Eleanor tearfully shook her head at her. "Believe me please, princess. I didn't kill him!" Eleanor beseeched. "Lies, you were the one who served him the drink!" Aunty Marianna cried out at her this time. Clarkson's eyes dilated at Eleanor as he tries to get what was truly happening.“Are they accusing Eleanor of killing?” he thought in his mind. "My king!" Amelia scurried to king Spencer who was already dead, she was now crying as

It was late evening, Eleanor was already awake but she was feeling extremely weak and depleted. "Where am I?" She rhetorically asked, her eyes gazing across the room until she realized that it was the king's room. Eleanor quickly sailed out of the bed, and she made to run out of the room. However, a hand pulled her back and his face slammed into a wall. "Ouch!" She whined, her head ached and she made to jerk away from the soul but strong arms were now caging her waist. Eleanor shakily trembled, she knew it was the king, and slowly, she dragged her eyes up to his pretty eyes. "M-my King," she muttered. "How are you feeling?" King Spencer asked, he was still holding her tighter. Eleanor felt uncomfortable at the closeness, but at the same, she was feeling safe and secure in his arms. "I'm... I'm fine, my king!" She softly replied. No doubt, Eleanor knew she has plunged into a deep love with the king. However, she wasn't expecting him to show some atom of care toward her too.

King Spencer watched Eleanor kiss the little kid's cheeks tenderly before she creepily steps out of the devil's room. Asher was his son, his first child and he was eleven years old. Right after the gas occurrence and his family were all confirmed to be dead, Asher was the only one who luckily manage to sneeze back to life. Although his entire body was badly damaged, and filled with burnt buries, he had decided to protect his son away from the world —but he took that decision because he needed to unearth the initial criminal who had cruelly murdered his family. He caught Eleanor and believe she was the murderer, but now, his son was making him feel like he had gotten the wrong person. By the time King Spencer had turned off the CCTV and taken a sharp sniff, he realized that he has been crying. He heard his son's and his slave's dialogue, but he was still confused about everything and had many questions that needs to be answered. King Spencer dashingly walked out of the surveilla