Isabelle's heart thumped heavily as she stood behind him. Her hands were literally shaking, but she turned them into fists - nervous fists.
Caesar didn't hear any sound or movement and he knew instantly that she was yet to undress.
He turned with blazing eyes and confirmed the knowledge. She was still fully dressed and didn't look like she had any plans of undressing.
"Do I have to repeat myself?" He asked hoarsely and Isabelle lowered her gaze to the floor.
She could feel her entire system shaking."Please...." She forced herself to say. That was all she could think of doing at the moment.
"You can do anything to me - but not this".
If Caesar had wanted to change his mind, seeing Isabelle plead against it had completely ruined everything. He needed something that'd hurt her pretty bad, something she didn't like. And seeing how scared she was of this, it just willed his detetmination.&nbs
Isabelle couldn't stop thinking pathetically as she followed the lady to wherever it was she was taking her. She didn't even care if it was somewhere dangerous. Her life was already a mess, being the King's prisoner.They walked down a quiet hallway, then got to where seemed a little noisy, coming across some guards who were drinking and laughing widely.As Isabelle walked by, they turned and stared seductively at her."Hey, confessor", one of them called in a sniggering voice."Come and confess me, please. Come and make me your slave".A roar of laughter was heard but Isabelle tried her best not to react to it or even stop to look at them. She just bent her head and continued walking like they were never referring to her.She knew they were only making mockery of her because of the Rada'Han on her neck. They knew her powers had been caged and that was what angered Isabelle to the core. She hated t
"Come on" the guard said gruffly and started walking away, expecting Isabelle to follow, of course.Isabelle glanced at the face of Mia and could see the saturnine look she had."Bye" she mumbled to Isabelle, but Isabelle didn't say a word as she started trailing behind the guard.The guard was so huge and his muscles stretched as he walked ahead of her, while Isabelle just lowered her gaze to the floor, thinking of what could possibly happen in the King's room. She wondered if she'd be able to escape it this time around.Oh! If only he'd have mercy on her. If only he'd punish her in any other way aside sex. She knew she might not survive it after this night. The memories - they'd hunt her.She had suddenly thought of running, running away from the guard, but she knew it was pointless. There were guards everywhere and without her powers, it'd be just a single lady against hundreds of guards. That was impo
There was a thin echo in Isabelle's ears as they awoken her subconsciousness.Her lids fluttered, but didn't open immediately, not until a hand tapped her."Confessor. Confessor" the voice was gentle.Isabelle opened her eyes blearily and found someone sitting in front of her,staring into her face.Her vision was blur at first, but little by little, the face of the lady became clear and she realized it was Mia."Hey, confessor. You need to wake up. Remember, I golf you you'd be commencing work today" Mia said gently, but it took Isabelle sometime before she was able to digest the current situation.Her head was muzzy and she tried to remember....The memories from the previous night came flashing into her head and they scared the hell out of her.She could remember the King ordering her out of his room, and when she tried to, she ended up passing out.What happened after that....it
It was obvious she felt proud being the one in charge of the King's meal."Come on, then. Let's get them to him. We shouldn't keep the Kings waiting. Confessor,,go with this, please", she stretched one of the trays to Isabelle.Whaat??Isabelle looked at her uncomfortably.Going to the throne room to meet the other Kings? She didn't want to."Come on, confessor. There's no time!" She urged and Isabelle reluctantly took the tray from her."Everyone - start going, please. We've wasted enough time already!" Madame Gloria said and about six maids - including Isabelle and Mia - left the kitchen.Oh! Isabelle hated it. She was scared of facing Caesar again. And to think he was with other Kings, it made her more scared.She trailed behind the other maids as they walked to the throne room and finally, they arrived.Her heart beat increased when she spotted Caesar - together with about fi
Isabelle followed the young princess to wherever it was she was taking her.They walked for a long time, two guards behind them and walking through a hallway,,they stopped in front of a room. The princess opened it and went in and Isabelle followed"You wait here, while I get ready", she instructed Isabelle and walked into an inner room, a separate room.Isabelle thought of sitting on the bed since she was tired, but she tried not to. The princess was quite troublesome - she knew. Besides, she's been through worst before.She thought of sitting on the floor but, no. She didn't want to look weak or low.Suddenly, the door opened and Isabelle turned to have a look. It was a young woman - royally dressed. And Isabelle didn't need anyone to tell her it Was Madame Hapitha - Rayna's mother and the King's aunt.There was a stun look on the woman's face that startled Isabelle."What're you doi
Isabelle felt her legs become weak. The King? Staring at them?When did he get there? And what was he doing there?Princess Rayna who was backing his direction was yet to see him, but when she turned, she did and shock reflected on her face."My King!" She bowed immediately before running to him.He just stood with his hands crossed behind him, his long robe displaying royalty and of course, he was with his guards."Brother!" Rayna called when she stood in front of him. "Y...You didn't tell me you'd be coming. I mean...." She paused and glanced at the confessor."Is there a problem?" She whispered.Caesar stared at her briefly before taking his eyes to Isabelle. If not for the fact Rayna had spent enough time with Caesar, right from when she was a kid, she'd have helplessly shivered anytime she was with him.There was just something about him - something she couldn't explain. He
"Confessor! Confessor!" Isabelle heard her name in her deep sleep and fluttered her eyes open.It was the maid - Mia."Wake up,,confessor. Sorry to disturb you, but we have some work to do in the kitchen" Mia's timid voice came again and she forced her eyes open.Oh! How exhausted she was.She grumbled and sat up, looking through the window. It was evening. How long did she sleep?"Come on, confessor. Just a few more hours and we're done for today" Mia urged her and stood up and Isabelle did same as well."What else is to be done in the kitchen?" Isabelle asked as they walked out of the room."Just a few things to fix. Don't worry, we'll be done in less than a minute".Isabelle didn't respond but walked quietly beside her. And after a long walk, they got to the Royal kitchen.Finally - Isabelle grunted in her heart. She could hardly wait.The maids
Isabelle paced tho and fro the room, her hands on her waist. She couldn't control how nervous she was.The red sisters were here - and she knew it could only mean one thing. king Miley was probably aware she had been captured by Caesar already. Oh! What would she do?Between Caesar and Miley, she couldn't tell who was more dangerous - more deadly.Oh! How much she hated her father now. How much her hatred for him just increased. Never would she forgive him - never.Monster had made her lose her virginity at the age of 12. She had grown up to be very beautiful - more beautiful than Tabitha - and it made most men attracted to her.Considering the uncanny hatred her father had for her, he collected money from a particular man when he offered him some, in exchange for a night with Isabelle.He didn't even think twice and that was a day Isabelle would never forget.She could remembe