"You're quite bold and arrogant," Daemon said as he caressed her cheek in a threatening manner. Victoria angrily swiped his hand away, looking disgustingly at him. "To deal with you, I can be anything," she said confidently. Daemon chuckled. No one has ever said such defying words to him. This was going to be interesting. Victoria didn't liked how he's playing the fool with her. "Why did you catch me? I believed I have done no wrong against you," Victoria demanded. "Are you sure you haven't?" Daemon hinted at something. Something he thinks was done by her. "Done what?" "A spy. For the human race. For Valencia Luciano," Daemon said. This time he wasn't joking or teasing her. He was dead serious."A spy? For the human race?" Victoria couldn't believe what she was hearing. Heck, she didn't even know who Valencia Luciano is and yet she was kidnapped and accused for such things. "I don't even know who the hell Valencia Luciano is, how could I be a spy? Or even worked for the human ra
"Valencia Luciano?" The name sounded familiar but Felix couldn't quite remember where he'd heard it. It was a girl's name but yet it have such a dangerous aura to it. "Who's that?" Daemon turned around to look the young blonde in the eyes. "You've been in your position for such long time and you're telling me you don't know who's Valencia Luciano?" He couldn't believe his ears. Luciano was no child's play. She was ruthless, wicked and full of scheming tricks. Yeah, did I say it was a 'she'? That's right. Luciano was a woman. A woman of the human race to be exact and she's not like any ordinary human beings. "I swear I have never heard of such name. He sounds quite tough and muscular. Must be a real pain in the ass for you to remember his name," Felix said. His blue eyes blinked innocently. "Sure, a pain in the ass. But not as much as you," Daemon said hinting to Felix for being one. "Oh," was all Felix's reply to that. "And Luciano is a 'she'," he corrected him. "Not a he," "W
He then bit his tongue, committing suicide and died. His arms and legs fall limp and his head droop to his chest. She sighed having not one bit of remorse or pity in her. "He chooses to kill himself rather than reveal anything. " "My lady, what should we do now," a guard in black clad clothing asked. "Throw him out to feed the dogs!" She ordered. Her men gulped in fear. Dead or alive as long you're a Demon, she won't show you any mercy. Valencia tapped her chin thoughtful. This man, the Demon emperor has already pique her interest. He'll be her next target, the top of her list. "How's our little spy doing?" She turned to face the guard. "My lady, the spy reported that all is well. No one has found out about our plan," A vicious sly smile spread across her plush red lips. Her plan was working and it was only in a matter of time she'll get what she wants. Luciano pushed back her golden locks that covered her left eye. Ohhhh, how sweet was revenge! -----------She pushed open th
Victoria was dragged back to her room by the guards when they found out she escaped during dinner time. "Let me go! Let me go! You have no rights to restrain me here!" She struggled and kicked their metal armour but was ignored by the guards. The guards didn't want to have anything to do with her as their emperor - Daemon - had given the order; if anyone mistreats her, he'll suffer a pain worse than death. Only he can touch, torture, mistreat or kill her. The guards feared him. Just a gaze from him could send them down on their knees and shivers creeping down their spines. They have to put on their best behaviour around him. They tossed her into the room and was about to shut the doors shut when she quickly put herself in the doorway, blocking the knob. When Victoria found out that screaming and shouting was no use, she resorted to begging and pleading. "Please, please, I beg you. Let me go," she said pitifully with tears in her eyes. The guards felt sympathy for her but couldn't
"Touch me again with those filthy hands and I'll gorge your eyes out!" Victoria threatened him. But he only gave her a cocky smirk. "I know you like it. And you want it," his voice was in a whisper, a seductive dangerous whisper. He still had her hands pinned above her head. She looked up at him with anger in her eyes and said strongly ,"I don't want it! Get out of my sight!" The 'it' he referred to was sure tempting. But she shook away those inappropriate thoughts. What was she thinking? Is it because she had been deprived of any sexual pleasure that she would feel sexually attracted to any man? Not just any man, but him!The lips she had just tasted were fine, supple and hot. It made her heart beat so fast she swear it'll jump out of her chest soon. She had kissed a man before. Her ex boyfriend. This wasn't her first kiss but it made her feel like it was the end of the world, something she'd never experienced before. She'd never experienced such passionate and vigorous kiss. She
"Speak," Daemon commanded the moment he left the room.Mighell was breathless. His black hair was messy from running against the wind. "The people are protesting. They want you to abdicate your throne to the Tenth Lord, Gregory," Daemon scoffed. "Gregory again. Seems like he wants things the hard way," Gregory the Tenth Demon lord has been making endless troubles for him ever since the day he sat upon the grand golden throne. He was also against Daemon, trying to win the people's trust and respect to topple him over and take his throne as the new emperor. Gregory has to be eliminated. But how? If he simply kill Gregory, all his subordinates who are dead loyal to him and the people will not be convinced. They will start a riot. He needed a change of power. Although ruthless and powerful, he didn't have enough talented people working for him. Stress caught up on him as he buried his face into his palms and sighed. There was so much to do, so much and ..... he realised he was runni
FLASHBACK Five years ago. "Please help me, sir. Please give us some food," the refugees begged pitifully. Some of there were on their knees, kneeling and bowing down to Gregory, the Tenth demon lord. He sat cockily on his luxurious chair with his head held high up and one leg crossed over the other. "Guards, throw all these filthy refugees out. If any resists, kill them on spot.""Yes , sir!" The guards forcefully dragged the refugees away. They beat up the ones who refused to go. They kicked a pregnant woman, causing her to miscarriage. It caused a huge commotion. But the guards showed no pity to the crying woman who now lost her baby. They continue to drag her away as she bleed. Daemon arrived and saw the scene. "How bold of you to treat the refugees like trash! Do you know what crime you have committed!?" Daemon was angry. Mighell stood by his side. "Crime? Oh! It's your majesty The Demon Emperor. Sorry for not greeting you earlier," Gregory pretended to be polite. But his wick
"Then let's pay The Dark Lord a visit," Daemon said. He fiddled with a knife while thinking. He needed to do something, something to show his victory over Gregory. Since Gregory wants to win the support of the north demon lords, fine. He'll beat him to them first. Anything that Gregory wants he will take it first. He'll be sure to piss that motherfucker to death. Mighell stood in front of him, scratching his head. "Are you sure, my lord?" He was hesitant. "Why are you so scared of him?" He glanced at Mighell who had a timid look. Mighell was never one to be timid. He was Daemon's most capable assistant and right hand man. He had a fairly high position which gives him fame, status and power equivalent to a lord. "My lord! That man is really scary. I couldn't bring myself to meet him. Let alone talk with him," Mighell lowered his voice on the last part of his words, afraid to disappoint Daemon more. That scary, huh? He wondered. He must have a reputation that caused fear to everyon