All Chapters of Sold To The Cruel Vampire King: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Naomi's PovIt's been a month since Lucian's injury as we have both made full recoveries from the incident.Lucian became even more protective of me since that day and also much more involved in his work. I knew he was trying to get Alexander off my tail, and it worried me that he was endangering himself in the process. "You don't have to worry about Lucian," Deluna's voice startled me out of my reverie as she sat beside me, her pointy ears almost poking at my cheek. "How did you know I was thinking about him?" I asked. "You're seated in the garden on your lonesome and lost in thought," she explained. "There are only two things you would be thinking of. One of them is your alchemy and witchcraft lessons or Lucian. You're in the garden, but you aren't staring at the herbs, instead you're staring at the sky. It can't be alchemy, so it's most definitely Lucian."I stared at her for a bit and then sighed."I know you always deny it, but I need to ask you again. Are you sure you don't

Naomi's PovI knew it was wrong of me to interfere with Lucian's negotiations, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't let those women who lived the life I once lived suffer a fate as cruel as that. Not when they finally had a glimmer of hope."Are you insane?!" Lucian yelled as he ended the call. "What the fuck is your problem?!""You were going to let them die!" I retorted. "And you are some sort of savior?!" He hissed. "You are just as powerless as they are. Alexander and his cohort of bastards put a twenty billion dollar bounty on your head! Do you know what they would do to you?! Can you even fathom the torture they'd put you through?!" "I still won't let them die!" "Then, you are going to die!" Lucian yelled. "Why the fuck don't you get that?!" Those words calmed me down for a bit and gave me time to collect my thoughts before replying."They can't kill me. They need me. That's the only reason they would place a bounty on my head. They need me alive.""Of course, they won't kill

Alexander's PovI swirled my amber liquid round, watching as it stuck to the sides before sipping it down. The whiskey burned pleasantly as it slid down my throat."I know Lucian must have gotten my message by now," I chuckled as I swirled, my fingers tightening around the crystal glass."Don't you think it's too early to rejoice?" Bane, who had been leaning against the bar with his arms crossed, interjected, rubbing his bald, shining head, his dark eyes narrowing."Come on, don't be such a killjoy, Bane. Besides, Naomi is in our custody now.""Naomi? That's the slave's name?" Bane asked, his brow arched slightly.The way he said it made my jaw tighten. SLAVE... I hated that word coming from someone else's mouth, even if it was true. She belonged to me—only I had the right to call her that."Yes, Naomi," I said, swirling my drink once more before taking another sip. "The key to your redemption."Bane chuckled dryly at my words. "We will see about that."I leaned forward, placing my gl

Alexander's PovI turned to the trembling guard before me, my grip tightening around the handle of my pocket blade. His eyes widened in terror as I locked onto his, his eyes pleading, but no, I had no room for mercy tonight. With a swift motion, I plunged my pocket blade into his tummy, twisting it deep. "B... Boss, why?" His voice came out strangled. Those were his last words before he collapsed onto the floor, struggling for air. The slaves shouted in horror as they watched him die. "Alright, may it never be said that I wasn’t a nice boss," I said, laughing. "So I will fulfill your last wish," I added as I neared his dying body. I leaned in, driving the knife into his side again, savoring the way his body spasmed with every word. "Why? Because you came back alive. You would have been better off dying with them," Pierce. "Why? Because you came bearing bad news, and you know how much I despise that," Pierce. I ran my bloody hands through my hair, taking a momentary pause. "Wh

Travis's PovThe mansion was eerily silent as I walked through the grand hallway toward Lucian's office, having searched the entire estate for him."Lucian, get up," I urged, my voice firm yet tinged with concern. As I made my way into his office, "What are you doing to yourself?"The scent of alcohol clung to the air, the bottle still cradled in his grasp."You're in for a terrible hangover, Lucian," I muttered, approaching him and gently guiding him into a sitting position. I attempted in a soft tone, but it was difficult given his desolate state."I have good news for you," I announced with a hopeful smile, but Lucian seemed disinterested."It's about the Shadows."At their mention, Lucian's eyes narrowed. His face, usually commanding, now bore an expressionless mask, numb and detached. He remained silent.I pressed on."We've found their hideout." I said. "Now we need to plan cautiously on how to invade without alerting them, then we can strike, freeing the slaves and, most import