All Chapters of Lucevkin Dreams: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

-Karen-“Not really… Kind of pointless if you’re going to take it off again…” I replied slipping back into the lilac dress while he laughed. You can’t even lie. I know you prefer me to walk around naked. I pulled the blanket up to my chest and sleepily watched Bart and Joanne come in the room. They bowed to me and I glared coldly at them. “Shame on both of you!” I rolled over and hugged a pillow deciding that I would ignore them now.Conor laughed heartily. “Good to see I rubbed off on her like that.” He quipped happily. I felt him crawl on the bed and roll me over. “Wake up.” I shook my head and reached for the pillow I just had. “Come on, Kay. We have things to do today.”“Yes we do. Sleep is the first thing!” I retorted trying to crawl back to the middle. He scooped me up and set my feet down on the stone floor. I gave him an annoyed look when he held me still. Joanne and Bart snickered at us. “No, we have to continue your lessons on how to be a Royal.” Conor said seriously. When

-Karen-“Wow. I’ve never seen her so freaked out before… She’s shaking really badly. She’s as pale as snow.” Another familiar voice said to me. Arthur cupped my cheek as I just stared at him. I blinked and felt more tears drip down my cheeks. “Karen? What was it that you saw?” He waved his hand in my face trying to get my attention.I couldn’t reply at all. How? How did he come back?! He wasn’t a Mage! It should be impossible for him to come back. I stood there shaking from the sheer terror at having experienced Lewis’s voice and laugh after such a long time. “Hey! What happened to her?!” Bart asked from a few feet away. “Can you either of you tell me?”“A Zargan?” Arthur asked Aaron quietly. “An ugly one.”“We shouldn’t talk to them Arthur.” Aaron replied in a low voice. “He’s an enemy… In fact, we should kill him quickly!”“Damn… Two more just arrived.” Arthur whispered quietly as I was still reeling. He pushed his glasses up a bit and then looked back at me with a frown. “Kay jus

-Conor-Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Clay carried in a large platter that was set on the table. Out of a sack, he pulled five bottles of whiskey and set them down on the platter. Clay walked to the door, bowed, and then left the room quietly.“No- I am not fine at all. Joanne, please bring me one of those. A big one.” Conor requested, sitting up and shaking his head. I should eat first, but I need this so much right now. Joanne uncapped the first large bottle and handed it to him quickly. Conor took the bottle, tipped it back and guzzled the contents until the bottle was empty. “Another one please.” He ordered handing her the empty bottle.“No, Conor. That’s not-” Bart stopped at the look on Conor’s face. Stop. No doctor input right now.“This has just been way too much lately… I feel like I’m going to snap from all the pressure I’m constantly fucking under. I know it’s bad for me Bart, but I really need to let go for a bit.” Conor explained as Joanne brought h

-Karen-“Oh no! Getting drunk with an energy shot is a recipe for a disaster…I only made that mistake once in my life when I was seventeen... Bart told me not to and I told him to let me make my mistakes. Boy, I should have listened. I was sick for three days!” I gawked while he laughed. “Yeah! It was horrible… I have all this energy just because I want you. I desire the hell out of you! And I will have you.” He whispered pulling me close to him. “I hope you can keep up with me once we get married. I plan to have you a minimum of four times a day.” I laughed nervously. Four times a day? Like after each meal and then a snack?He took me again on the sofa. He held me down as he pounded into me without mercy as I tried desperately to stay quiet. “No, I want to hear you! Fuck that stupid contract!” He hissed in my ear. “Let me hear my wife!” I gave in and moaned his name repeatedly as he was kissing my neck. “Much better!” His lips crashed into mine and I was not able to reply. He finishe

-Karen-This nightmare was of when he followed me to my servant room and beat me with the whip for trying to call him out for being unfair to another servant in front of the kitchen staff. I felt every blow and relived the whipping, the punches and the many rapes that night brought. When I showed up to my next shift with a black eye, busted lip and a broken wrist, none of the other servants asked what happened except Novo. He took me to his office and summoned Robert. I told the truth about what happened. Nothing came of it because Lewis was over all of us and he sure the hell wasn’t going to punish himself when he thought he was doing nothing wrong. The next nightmare was just as bad only Lewis left me for dead all over again.The next time I woke up my heart was pounding. I was shivering trying not to scream from the overwhelming terror that plagued me. I hung my head and cried quietly as I balled up on the chaise. I don’t want to see these memories anymore! I was on the verge of sn