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Klaus drove fast.Faster than the speed of a raging cheetah, his legs never left the throttle, and gripping the steering wheel like his life depended on it, his dark onyx orbs shimmered with a glistering red.His face was lit up with raw anger, and rage enough to burn down an entire building.He huffed as he kept his feet glued to the accelerator of his car. Whoever it was, the man that had caused him to leave his house at such a time, and with such a temper, he would surely pay immensely for it.He fumed at the thought. Hell was going to receive at least one visitor today that he was more than sure of. Klaus Lavon could forgive anything, but not when it had to do with his money, and wasting his resources.The way he hated liars and thieves, that was the same way he abhorred deceitful humans too.When he arrived at the dock, he climbed down from his jet black Mercedes and slammed the door shut. His men were at the entrance, two of them already waiting, to welcome and usher him in bu
Slave To The Demon King Invasion Of Privacy
Arabella groaned as she twitched her ears, her eyelids parting open, much to her dismay. She was awake, and hours earlier than she normally was and sighing she sat up, running her hands through her thick mass of sunny blonde hair. She heaved a sigh of annoyance for the second time, when flashes of her encounter with Master Klaus ran through her mind. His words echoed in her ears, and she could not easily forget how he had made jest of her.“I would clean the house until it sparkles." She grumbled inaudibly as she gathered herself. Today, she wouldn't leave so much as a speck of dust! He would look for a pinch, but he would see nothing.Standing up and leaving the bed, Arabella glanced at the daily calendar she had created and pasted on her wall. Her hands folded themselves underneath her breasts as she noted that it was only a matter of time.Only a matter of time, and with the days breezing by she would be done and out of thud hellhole. "Well, I just have to work hard and the days
Slave To The Demon King Disobeying Orders
Klaus continuously dug his glove-covered fists into the punching bag in front of him, hitting his frustrations out and exercising his body at the same time. He was fond of his workouts - which he had done earlier that morning - but now he was back in his gym for a different reason.Not one rather, but two reasons. As he dug punches into the leather bag in front of him, ever so constantly hd imagined himself digging his fists into the face of the man who had dared to cheated and lie to him earlier. Killing him would have been a waste of his time and powers, and erasing his memory was a far worse punishment than death, knowing he would not be recovering from that anytime soon except Klaus reversed the spell, and that wasn’t even forthcoming anytime soon.Yet, as he constantly worked his entire body out, the sweat rolling of him causing his black vest to stick to his body like his second skin, he could not stop his thoughts from wandering to the second reason, as to why he was just so
Slave To The Demon King The Black Book
He ignored her question the first time, and Arabella noticed how cold her master's silence was. She noticed how he gripped the table cloth underneath, and how he was currently squeezing it roughly.The silence between them was unnerving, uncomfortable, nerve-wracking, and as the atmosphere grew tense at the same time, Arabella concluded that she was hating every minute of it.She also dreaded it too, and as she stared at him, she began to count the seconds, waiting for him to explode. Who knows? He might easily grab her neck and bang her head against the wall, or the table. He could do it, he was her master and she was helpless here.He could also send her away from his presence and keep her locked up for days without food or water, that was another punishment. There were so many things he could do to punish her for her insolence - which she was beginning to regret now - so why did he sit and choose to take his anger out on the table cloth, instead of her?Finally, after what took
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Slave To The Demon King Dark Thoughts
Klaus returned to his room immediately after dinner and tossed his clothes into the laundry basket, knowing Arabella would be present to pick it up first thing tomorrow morning.Running himself a bath and soaking his tensed body in the bathtub, he relaxed for a bit wanting his mind to cool off, but nothing seemed to help his raving though.As he closed his eyes again, his mind was take. back Arabella, and to his journal that had been touched again.Some hours earlier before he had gone to eat, when he had come into his room, and he had noticed something strange.The faint scent of someone intruding his privacy had greeted his nostrils, and sniffing the air, he had probed for more and he had gotten his answers.Closing the huge twin doors of his room behind him, his footsteps and the gentle whispering from the vents of the air conditioner were the only sounds he had listened too but still his ears had taken him back to some minutes earlier, when the intruder had probably stepped in the
Slave To The Demon King Lust!
Arabella let out a huge sigh of relief, the second she realized it was her master who lurked in the shadows like a bloody serial killer.Nevertheless her heartbeat didn't slow down, neither did her clenched fist unclasp itself, as she stream at him with wide fearful eyes.She felt as though she had just lived through a horror movie, and there was even a great possibility that she might go through worse with him in front of her.Now able to speak after fruitlessly searching for her voice after so many seconds, she rubbed her sweaty hands by her sides and swallowed the lump that rose in her throat."Master, what are you…?" She tried to ask, but before she could finish he all but cut her off with a deep chuckle.Why was he laughing, and why was he smiling as he walked towards her?She was becoming scared all of a sudden, her legs failing to keep her standing still, but then she managed to maintain a strong and stiff front.He seemed to have sensed her fear, and from the way he looked at
Slave To The Demon King Double Orgasms
Arabella rushed to her her room and banged the door behind her, the money she got in. She pressed her back on the metal door frame and placed a hand on her beating chest, as she tried to steady the heedless thump.Damn! She could barely breathe. She pondered upon what had just happened. How her master had trapped her in between his arms, staring deep into her eyes as he said those chilling intimate things to her.He had asked her why she was so sexy, or he just plainly told her - well she could not quite remember what it was her done.Nevertheless she was in shock, and she could still remember seeing the words stroll out of his curved lips. She could remember how the scent of his minty breath seeped into her nostrils, while his hot breath fanned her nose, at the same time.With those dark eyes of his peering intently at her, as if he could read what was going on in her head, Arabella swore within herself that he might have even stripped her naked if he wanted too.Fuck! Her master w
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