- Adriah’s POV - I woke up early in the morning and changed into my maid’s uniform. Grandma had given it to me last night, saying that every maid was required to wear it by order of Jairah.It was a black and white dress that reached my knees. Not bad for me, I guess. I sighed, trying to cheer myself up. Once I get out of this castle, I’ll make sure to run far away… far away from this place, far away from my so-called mate.It was 4:30 in the morning when I decided to start my “job”—not just as a maid, but as someone searching for secret passages. My door was now unlocked, and the security outside was lighter since I was to work as a maid. But Jairah’s bodyguards had been doubled, supposedly to protect her from me.Tch. They don’t even realize they’re protecting the wrong person. If she makes him happy, then so be it. I suppose he loves her—even without a mating bond, their hearts must have chosen each other.It’s hard to accept, but I have to. I must move on.I walked down the long
- Adriah’s POV - It had been days since I dreamed of the Devil King. Deep inside, I knew it was him—the black aura surrounding his form, those burning red eyes... I could never be mistaken.Since then, I hadn’t left my room. Only Grandma visited me to bring food. Yet, my thoughts kept circling back to that day with Jairah. What really happened before I fainted?I remembered how she would come see me every day, helping to rub off my scent. But ever since that day, she never appeared.All of a sudden, the door creaked open. And there she was—Jairah—standing with five men behind her."I'm sorry it took me this long to visit, my dear sister. I was too busy on my honeymoon with my beloved, King Jester," she said, stressing the word honeymoon.I ignored her words, acting as if I hadn’t heard. But deep inside, I was boiling with rage. The thought of my mate kissing Jairah made my blood burn. The thought of them sharing a bed—intimacy—was unbearable. My mate should be mine alone. But what co
- Adriah’s POV - I woke up feeling so hot—it hurt.I caressed my arm, trying to lessen the heat, but goodness! It felt like I was being cooked in a bowl of fire.I looked around for something that could ease the burning. I needed ice—right now! But all I could see was my dark room with the lights turned off. I glanced at the window. It was pitch black outside. Then I looked at the table and saw the clock: exactly midnight.I had to open the window. I needed to feel the coldness outside, or I would die from the heat."Damn it!" I cursed when I tried to unlock the window but couldn’t. "Why can’t I open it?" I muttered to myself.I had no idea why this was happening. This had never happened before. Usually, this hour of the night was freezing, but right now, it felt like the opposite."Fuck!" I cursed again when it still wouldn’t open. The lock had always been easy, but for some reason, not tonight."You can’t open it," a man’s voice said from the corner.I immediately shifted into a de
- Jairah's POV -I rattled with fear and nervousness—Adriah should not get far from me, or I would be doomed.I immediately held King Jester's hand before he could get out of the room. "My King, please… let Adriah stay here. I will take the responsibility if she ever does wrong again," I pleaded, wearing my puppy eyes.He looked at me, and when he saw my miserable state, pity filled his eyes. He faced me and cupped my cheek. "But I can’t take the risk, Love. I can’t let her stay here or you’ll be in danger. She threatened you, and I won’t take any chances!" His voice carried anger and determination.I realized then that what I said earlier had been a wrong move."We’ve talked about this, right?" I asked in a soft voice, trying to calm his anger."I know, but… threatening you is too much. I couldn’t bear it. She may be your sister, but she’s getting overboard, and I’m full of her shit!""I will leave the castle with or without your consent. In the first place, I never wanted to be here
- Adriah's POV - "Wake up now, Adriah. Rest has ended." I heard a voice say.From the sound of it, I knew exactly who it was. However, I still pretended to sleep. I just didn't want to face her... I don't think I can.I am mad at her... furious to be exact, but I can't do anything. I have no power against her, and no one would ever believe me if I told them the truth. I just can't handle seeing her face without getting mad."I knew you're awake. Why don't you face me?" Jairah challenged, but I remained silent with my eyes closed."I tried killing you when you were asleep," she stated, which made me open my eyes and face her.My hands clenched on their own from the anger in me. She took everything from me—in fact, she stole everything I had, and that was more than death. She had killed me without her knowing... she should have killed me by stopping my heartbeat."What did I ever do wrong to you?" I asked her, despite the anger in me, as I sat on the edge of my bed.She evilly smirked.
- Adriah's POV -“No… don’t come closer. Please.” My voice trembled, breaking as tears streamed endlessly down my face.Even in the shadows of the night, the moonlight seeped faintly through the trees, casting a pale glow that revealed the silhouette of a man. His presence was terrifying. A deadly, suffocating aura clung to him like a shroud of darkness, making the air heavy, thick, and cold.I could feel it... the menace radiating from him.He stood there, unmoving, yet I felt the weight of his gaze locking onto me like chains I couldn’t escape from. He was grinning... I couldn’t see it clearly, but I knew. I could feel it.“You’re mine,” he said, his voice deep and cold, each word slicing through the night like blades.The sound sent chills down my spine. My body froze while my heart thundered violently against my ribs, as though it wanted to break free.But what terrified me most was the way my body betrayed me.Because despite the terror clawing through my mind, despite the sharp