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Smitten with the devil's son The spy
The next morning, Eleanor moaned sleepily on her bed as she slowly flutter her emerald green eyes to the world. The girls were gone out of the room already, conceivably to work with the other maids. Hence, Eleanor unhurriedly sailed out of her bed as she promptly walked toward the window. Her aching back seemed to be fine, and she could no longer feel the pain anymore —today, she would be going to the traditional session with the king. For some reason, she couldn't tell if she should be happy that she survived yesterday's onslaught or if she should have just died. She also couldn't tell if attempting to kill him would have been perfect or absurd! "All this feels like a dream to me, a bad nightmare which I wish I could just wake up from already," Eleanor murmured, her emerald green eyes staring outside the window. Her mind trailed off to her dead mother, and then, to Clarkson, her ex-boyfriend who ditched her for her best friend. "Everything is just messed up!" She groaned, and
Smitten with the devil's son The traditional session
At the castle, immediately the king and his slave had left the cable —madam Madison hurriedly scurried to the kitchen but she met no maid. Thus, she promptly grabbed the food tray on the counter. Then, she stepped out of the kitchen afterward and paced toward the room where Amelia was grounded —carefully, she held the tray of food in her hands as she walked along the hallway. Thereafter, she made to take another routine. But then, she abruptly rammed into someone! "Careful, watch where you are going!" She gruffly said, staring at the unknown soul who had slumped to the floors instead. Inwardly, madam Madison was pleased that the tray in her hands didn't plunge to the floor but she was curious as to know who had bumped into her. "I'm sorry," the familiar feminine voice said, standing to her feet as she lifted her head at the older woman. "Katrina!" Madam Madison gasped surprisingly on seeing her. Katrina swallowed drily as she ruffled her hair, her brown eyes glancing repeatedly
Smitten with the devil's son The misery of a slave
Eleanor slowly stood to her feet, she glanced at King Spencer but there was no atom of concern and worry in his raw blue dimming eyes. King Arran swallowed his wine greedily, rubbing his temple afterward as he gazed lustfully at Eleanor. "I'm surprised, King Spencer finally got a slave for himself, huh?" One of the kings said, straddling his throne while gulping his red refined wine."Not now, King Mammoth," King Spencer groaned at him from his throne. "Sorry," King Mammoth sing-song, and then, he chuckled mischievously as he swiveled his head to the tune of the music barring in the room. "Get on with the session already, I can't want to glimpse the hole in between her legs," one of the kings bluntly said with his grumbling face. "King Roberts, do you always have to be an asshole, huh?!" King Arran snapped, and King Roberts rolled his eyes dramatically. Meanwhile, Eleanor got to King Arran's standpoint, her fingers continuously fidgeting. She never cease to peek at King Spencer
Smitten with the devil's son The mistress aggression
It's been a week gone, ever since Eleanor was initiated at the traditional session.She was extremely bruised and wounded, her back could be said to have deformed as the cause of the thick whips which was spanked on her back. For a week, she's been motionlessly unconscious, and she was under Madam Madison's care. Meanwhile, King Spencer idled himself a lot during these periods. He's mostly seen when he's stepping out of the devil's room or going to his office. Lately, he's also been having his scary nightmares which he had battled for years to overcome, his sexual urges hardened the more too, and was taken over him. Amelia has been ungrounded by the king, her position as Mistress being retained —but then, she has become more brutal and vicious. Nevertheless, her aims to kill Eleanor, always jingle in her mind and she was hell-bent on making Eleanor pay for everything! Momentarily, it was a new week, Eleanor was healthy and her back has healed perfectly —all thanks to Madam Madis
Smitten with the devil's son The unknown
Eleanor was badly whipped, her pleading cries and wails filling the whole castle. "Please, mistress!" Amaya begged, falling in front of Amelia as she held her legs. "...please pardon the king's slave for whatever wrong she must have done to you!" She added, crying. Amelia scoffed as she arrogantly kicked her off her feet. "Stay away bitch! How dare you interfere?!" She growls, barking at Amaya who flinched in fright. Willow was nervously watching everything, clenched her fists as she ran away, and out of the castle. She has to stop the mistress, and she knows the only one who could do that... The king! Luckily, when she got outside the castle. The huge gate of the mansion was just opening and the flashy cars drove speedily into the compound. "My king!" Willow called, not minding if she was bold as she dashed towards him. King Spencer who was stepping out of the car after the guard had opened the door for him, furrowed his brows at the maid who rushed after him and knelt on her
Smitten with the devil's son The spy unrevealed
King Spencer got to his surveillance room, and he gently penetrated inside before shutting the door behind him. He moved to the classic table but his eyes were staring at the large televisions on the wall, he snatched the remote and pressed a few buttons and his room appears on the screen. Seconds turn into minutes, and King Spencer was still watching the intruder who was roaming around his room, searching for something he (king Spencer) couldn't specify."Huh?" King Spencer keenly watched, he caught a half view of the soul and it happened to be a female. "A female searching my room?" He raised his brows, and then, lowered his head as he began to think deeply about the development. "...I think she's a maid in this mansion," he mutters under his breath. The maid didn't show her face, and she did well to hide her appearance because she knew there was a camera in his room. "But no one knows there's a camera placed in my room, and not even my castle," King Spencer reckoned deeply, and
Smitten with the devil's son The king’s strange feelings
"Speak, Katrina!" King Spencer growls, glaring at the young woman whimpering beside his feet. "I'm not a spy my king," Katrina pleaded, she was crying profusely as she gazes at the king. Zachary was standing silently at the spot, waiting for any order the king made laid on him. "Really? Then what are you doing at my door?" King Spencer unexpectedly asked, causing Katrina to frighteningly crawl her butt backward."I... I... I was only trying to check up on you, my king!" Katrina told an untruth to him, she was intently avoiding the king's goring stares at her. Silence abruptly falls in the hallway, and the climate becomes unsettled. Only Katrina's bemoaning voice could be heard, her hands were clamped jointly as she begged the king to spare her life. "Leave!" King Spencer suddenly growled, Katrina cringed at the harsh tone of his voice as she sprang to her feet. "T-thank you my king!" She frantically thanked, then she ran off like a bat fleeing out of hell. "Why did you let her
Smitten with the devil's son The subtle kiss between a king and a slave
It was nighttime already, and Eleanor could be seen inside the girl's room. She was presently dressing her bed, amidst thinking about what the girls had told her earlier. "Could the king truly be in love with me?" She mulled it over, but then, she shook her head when she realizes it was impossible. Hence, the door of the room suddenly opened from the inside, forcing Eleanor to be startled as she turned around to face the soul who turned out to be -Katrina. Katrina crept into the room, she never knew someone was in the room she slowly shuts the door and turns around intensely as she doesn't want to be seen by anyone. However, she flinched when she found Eleanor in the room. "What?" She rudely asked, nervously wiping off the beads of sweat off her forehead. "Nothing," Eleanor shrugged nonchalantly. "I never said anything to you, did I?" She put in. "Whatever!" Katrina rolled her eyes, proceeding to walk past her but Eleanor suddenly stopped her. "If you don't mind me asking, Kat
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