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The deal between the king and his slave
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In Amelia's room, madam Madison sat on her bed as she continuously applied a few oils on Amelia’s skin while a few maids were around her as they assisted her. "Here," madam Madison said, giving the oil to one of the maids before she stood from the bed. "You may all leave except Katrina," she said to the girls and they stooped at her except Katrina as they left the room. Then, madam Madison walks away towards the bathroom to wash her smeared hands while Katrina stood alone in the room with a furious smug on her face. Shortly, madam Madison was done and she stepped out of the bathroom but to her shock —she met Amelia sitting up on the bed. "I didn't expect you to wake up this quick," She said, and she glanced at Katrina who shrugged. Meanwhile, Amelia rolled her eyes at her as she rested her head on the headboard. "Where's the king?" She asked, staring at the older woman and then back to Katrina. "He's inside his room," Katrina replied. "What? And he wasn't even here to see me
Smitten with the devil's son What’s wrong with the king’s slave?!
The next morning, a deep groan was heard from Eleanor as she slowly snapped her eyes to the world around her. "She's awake!" Amaya exclaimed at Willow, and she rushed to Eleanor's likewise Willow. "What's going on? Where am I?" Eleanor grunted, she felt aches all over her body as she struggled to sit up on the bed. Willow held her arms as she assisted her, while Amaya sat close beside Eleanor as she stared worriedly at her. "You are in the room, Zachary brought you in yesterday and you slept all through till this morning," Willow replied, and Eleanor sighed as she rested her head on the wall. "Today is the traditional session," she muttered. Willow and Amaya shared a glance, they didn't have much to say but their heart does as they stared back at Eleanor. "You will be fine," Amaya assured, and Eleanor smiled weakly."I wish," she muttered again, and then, she sailed out of the bed as she began to take off her clothes. "I'm sorry I didn't get to kill the king," she added as she
Smitten with the devil's son The puzzles behind the incident in the past
Eleanor was quickly taken inside, everyone was intense about the sudden incident. Meanwhile, Amelia was sitting mindlessly on the sofa in the living room with her legs crossed over the other and her brown eyes glued towards the TV. She seemed irrational about the abrupt chaos outside the mansion, while she consumed her popcorn in the bowl which was on her thighs. Promptly, she snapped her eyes towards the door and she saw Zachary carrying Eleanor in a bridle style as they hurried upstairs with the rest of the maids and guards following them. "What happened?" She asked a maid who was passing by, and the maid halted at her as she quickly bowed. "We don't know mistress, we just found Eleanor motionless on the floors of the parking lot —we guessed she passed out," the maid explained. "Tch!" Amelia hissed, and then, she dismissed the maid with a wave of her hand.The maid bowed yet again and she scrambled upstairs which lead her to madam Madison's room, Zachary was still carrying Ele
Smitten with the devil's son Hiding the truth
The sitting area became uncertain and crammed with anxiety, none had expected the sudden arrival of the king as everyone remained tight-lipped while King Spencer stood dominantly in front of them. His eyes grew dark, his chest puffed out and his deadly gazes exploring them —he had met them in an unsettled manner and he certainly knew something was erroneous. "Can someone kindly tell me what was going on here?" He coldly asked, and Amelia nervously twitched her lips. Inwardly, she thought of an idea to cook up for him. Of course, if he gets to know it was all about the incident years ago —he might get suspicious and make an effort to dig further into the case. Meanwhile, Zachary and madam Madison shared a few glances before the older woman spoke up. "It was nothing, my king," she replied to him, and King Spencer attempted to speak further. But, he restricted himself and walked away out of the room —madam Madison sighed heavily as she rushed to the kitchen to prepare his prescript
Smitten with the devil's son Killing the slave
In the maid's room, Eleanor was straddling the bed as she discussed with the girls. "I promise the king that I will find out who is the killer of his family," Eleanor divulged, and the girls sharply gasped. "What?!" Amaya clamored. "How is that possible?" Willow solicited Eleanor, her eyes bulging at her. "Won't it best if you just annihilate the king and escape his troubles, how will you find the killer?" Amaya suggests, and Eleanor heavily sighed at the thought. "Well, I thought about doing that and I decided to kill him but... It's just too difficult as it seems," Eleanor replies, her lip brims wriggling as she collapses flatly on the bed. Willow and Amaya shared a few knowing looks. Then, Willow feigned a cough and Eleanor thrust herself from the bed. "Er... Why were you previously unconscious at the parking lot?" Amaya suddenly asked Eleanor, intently remaking the whole topic. "Umm, I have a car... I mean, I have road phobia that's why," Eleanor publishes to them. Amaya
Smitten with the devil's son The crooked mistress
Everyone was intense as the air around them became unsettled and overwhelming, no one could tell what would happen next..."Please, madam Madison, do something!" Willow sobbed lowly to the older woman, gripping her hands into hers. "What do you have me do, my child?" She replied in a whimper, pulling Willow closer to herself as her brimming eyes gazed at Eleanor. Eleanor was weakening, her emerald green eyes watching pleadingly at the cold man who stood steely at her. "Please, my king! Don't do this!" She suddenly yelled, gritting her teeth helplessly at him for him to stop. King Spencer's hands fisted behind his back, he was still loitering for Zachary who had rushed inside the castle to get his gun for him. "Quit begging, Eleanor. Not even God himself will save you today, won't it be best if you die for your sin?" Amelia said this time, chuckling evilly at her. At that moment, Zachary reappeared amidst the people as he scurried toward the king. "Here, my king!" He said, bowin
Smitten with the devil's son Believe his mistress or his slave?
King Spencer dragged Amelia into the castle, any soul who saw them would scurry off when they saw how angered and vexed he appears to be. He's outraged with the mistress, and it could be seen by the aggressive way he pulled her upstairs and into the long hallway. Amelia was frightened, she struggled to break off from his hold but he was exceptionally too strong for her to battle with. "I'm sorry, my king. Please, let me explain!" She cried out to him, but he occurred to be nonchalant about her damn explanations. “Eleanor is mistaken, please listen to me!” She squealed. Momentarily, they got to the room and king Spencer pushed the door wide open and roughly propelled the young lady inside. "How dare you?!" King Spencer instantly growled, Amelia spun to confront him but he heavily slapped her face instead. "Argh!" She cried out, and she fell to the floor. Her head shakily wavered, her eyes blurry for a few moments and her both-sided cheeks hurt like hell, excruciatingly. "You l
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
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