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Opening the knots of her dress behind her, he let his fingers slide against her skin. His knuckles brushed against her soft skin, feeling her softness till the dimples on her lower back met his knuckles. She had to part her lips to breathe as his touch sent a shiver down her spine.
He loved the way she reacted to his touch. Every time she tries to say no, her body agrees to his touches. She cannot back away when her body is enjoying everything.
He slid down the sleeves of her gown which were resting on her shoulders. Slowly, taking his time and feeling the touch of her hot skin against his knuckles, where his cold skin always made her tremble against it.
As soon as the dress was about to leave her upper body, she was quick enough to catch the cloth on her chest. Her arm secured the cloth as she did
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Feeling some kind of velvety thread on his eyes and cheek, he opened his eyes and looked forward. His gaze was almost covered by some shiny threads and by inhaling them deeply, he recognised they were not threads, they were her silver locks which were spread over his face as he was sleeping next to her.Holding her hair in a grip, he moved them aside and lifted his weight on his elbow, peeking at her face which was turned towards the opposite side of his front.Leaning down, he could not help but behold her. She looked breath-taking. So beautiful and enchanting that he could not help but heave a sigh of contentment.Just wow…Waking up next to her in the morning is no less than a blessing. When his eyes opened, just seeing her face was noth
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It was that night when he had come to the Ryanth Kingdom to meet a friend. The king of the Ryanth kingdom was his friend and in the joy of his birthday, he called Ahaz. The night had passed and now the rest of the kings sitting around the two kings were enjoying the ceremony.Andrian, the king of the Ryanth kingdom was known to accomplish every evil deed in his kingdom. Yeast cultivation in his country was traded almost all over the world. Not only did he earn from yeast, but he used to import and export almost everything related to alcohol and drugs. And this was the reason that people also called him the devil-of-drugs.And because today was his birthday, he ordered all kinds of intoxicants for his guests. Not only alcohol, but to quench the thirst of the body, he had also called many human and werewolf prostitutes.
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“And their bodies should be cut into pieces and fed to the dogs guarding our gates.” On hearing the command received, the injured man in front started trembling with fear. The punishment was terrible, indeed, but no one could save them now. “No! Please don’t do this. Forgive us.” One of them started pleading, knowing that his plea would not be heard. They have committed such a sin, for which they will have to bear the punishment. Along with this, the man sitting on his knees next to the pleading man also started pleading with him because no one knows when fortune will be kind. “Excuse us! We have made a mistake!” “If you have made a mistake then you will have to face the punishment, don’t you know?” Roland, who took a step to remove his sword from the sheath, said the same. There was no mercy in his eyes. He was about to do another justice with his men. When he raised his eyes beside him, he saw that his king was doing something with his sword. Indeed, he is looking at that swo
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“If I am not wrong, then the reason for all this is she, isn’t it?” Roland asked him while running from behind. Asking him a strange question from behind caused a strange stir in Ahaz’s heart once again. Especially when the question is asked about Daisy. “Why do you think that the change coming in me is because of her?” Ahaz asked Roland in annoyance. He was upset because Roland would only bring Daisy in the middle every time, whereas Ahaz did not like to hear Daisy’s name repeatedly in any case. In cases where she is insulted or the name coming out of Roland’s mouth addresses Daisy as some poison, Ahaz never liked it. Daisy is not poison but like some elixir that gives life. Ahaz has felt her taste on his tongue. Her taste is sweeter than the honey itself. “Because that’s exactly what I’m thinking! The concern you show for our enemies, all that werewolf Daisy! Tell me the truth, has she got your mind under control?” Another frivolous question from Roland spoiled Ahaz’s mind. Takin
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“Well said, anyway then you’ll start cooking directly after that. It’s better that Grace and I will go and bring goods from the market.” Daisy tried to explain Layla in simple language. Layla sighed, looking up at Daisy. Her lips curled up in a small smile, while there was still silence in her eyes. Her smile means nothing. But she liked it better to listen to Daisy. Why not let her go out of this palace on the pretext of some work so that she can breathe a little differently from this palace. Here she will get nothing but suffocation. “As you wish.” Layla blinked, smiling at Daisy. She smiled back, just for a formality before leaving with Grace. Grace and Daisy then both went to the market together. A whole week had passed in all this. Only Layla knew what was going on between Daisy and Ahaz. Ahaz would force her to sleep with him every night, but without showing any force! This was his cunning, but he himself did not even know that he was doing worse than bad to Daisy. He though
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“Strip,” he said, scanning Daisy from top to bottom. Daisy did not say anything but raised her hands to do as Ahaz said. Her eyes kept down and she took off her clothes without making a sound. Her dress pooled around her feet and her hands clenched into fists the moment he rose up from his couch and took slow steps towards her. While decreasing the distance, his eyes roamed around her body as he did not waste a single moment from beholding her. He raised his hand and caressed her cheek with his knuckles. Her smooth and warm skin felt wonderful against his cold skin. He could not help but feel it deeply. Caressing up her skin and resting his finger under her chin, he made her look at him. Her face held up and her eyes stared at his face. His pupils were dilated already and the intensity pooling in his stormy eyes made her gulp down. “That Gregor met you today, didn’t he?” He questioned her, leaning down and started kissing her neck. She was confused as to why Ahaz brought Gregor
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“I-I’m a whore.” She whimpered, looking down. Tears leaving her eyes and gathering in his palms. He frowned, unable to understand why she said this all of a sudden. He was not even able to read her mind because surely she was so hurt that her mind did not work properly. “You aren’t.” He declared. His voice came out firmly as he told her. She looked at him with her tear filled eyes and slowly shook her head. His mere words cannot lessen the burden on her heart. She is guilty for her deeds. His words cannot make her feel good because he is the only reason behind this guilt of hers. “I am. You made me one.” Her lips trembled as she continued, “Only you made me a whore. You made me beg for pleasure just like a w-whore does and I did because you made me one.” She hiccuped, looking down and whimpering. She could not stop herself anymore. She wanted to cry out loudly. She wanted to get out by screaming all the sorrow and pain which till date was filled in her heart. She wants this punishm
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