What next?

Chapter 9

~~~Ann POV

The fears rushed into my veins in the form of adrenaline. I cringed at every step he'd taken.

My fingers dug into the ground for a grasp, I tried giving a blench, but I was hapless as my ass get stuck on the earth below.

He crouched down on his knees, bringing his face closer to mine. His hands roughly grabbed my neck, and swayed my head to his satisfaction, always letting out a sigh, he gawped for some moment before spitting on my face.

He dragooned me into swallowing his saliva. He kept pouring his saliva into my mouth until there was no more spit for him to pour, then he yanked my hair, clouting me.

He dragged me into a desolated chamber, tying my hands apart to the wall.

He encircled his fingers around my clavicles, tracing each of the lines therein. I felt a gush of wall building up within me.

"I dare you to flinch while I touch you, and I'll have you buried alive." He threatened, dawdling his fingers down to the upper of my bosom.

Without demur, he yanked my loose blouse apart, exposing my cleavage.

As much as my body want to flinch, I still cherished y dear life, if I could tolerate the wrongdoing and mistreatment of my Stepmom and stepsister, I wIll scale through this without flinching.

He squeezed my boobs like he was squeezing milk out of a sieve. He further without stopping for a bit, I barely swallow the lump down my throat.

The bud of my nipples stayed in between the grasps of his fingers, he had his sight shut tight, while his nose sniffled around my chest.

Like he wasn't contented enough, he had his index finger tinkling around my armpit, almost causing me to go berserk.

I felt a slick in my opening gushing out from its comb.

His fingers glided down to my abdomen, and he dawdled them for some minutes, pressing my stomach against each other at some intervals. As if the pressing were not enough, he sent some blows across my tummy almost 6 times, I coughed out blood staring at him like a sacrificial lamb. 

He laughed at my stare, bringing his tongue closer to me, he licked off my blood, giving a remark. "Tasting so good."

His hands ripped apart my skirt, revealing my underwear, he brought his thumb to the center of my honeypot, rubbing against it so passionately like his life depends on it.

He crouched to his knees, adding more pressure to my entrance.

I was feeling choked due to the excruciating pleasures which were burning within me at the moment. Like I haven't seen hell enough, he brought his mouth to my undies, ripping my pant apart with his teeth.

"Holy shit!"I screeched, applying force to my stamina.

There was a rush of fluid from my honeypot, and he brought his mouth to the center of it, widening his mouth such that the juices streamed into his mouth.

He gulped them down, and placed his mouth deeply within me, his tongue eating, and pushing through me.

He was going to dip his fingers within me when sounds of hastened footsteps fastly approached the spot we were.

He unfastened the chains off my hands, running off while he leaves me behind.

I wiped the blood off my lips, blinking my eyes severally.

It was as if my ears were blocked, I felt pains clouding up below my abdomen.

It was as if I want to pee, but whenever I attempt to, nothing was coming out of my cunt.

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The next day.

I was among the chosen maids who will assist in the decorations of the palace.

It's the alpha king's centenary celebration, and so many guests and distinguished personnel will be trooping from within the kingdom and afar.

I'm certain my father and his wife would be present. But what if at their entry into the palace, would they act as if they knew me or just showed me away because of the cicatrix on my face which was caused by my Stepmom?

I would always hold my peace. I wouldn't dare to utter a word to them unless I'm called upon by them.

Almost bumped into Jayden another identical brother, "Jace." He has this calmy aura hovering around him.

I felt at ease and peace. 

I was busy staring at him with my parted lips, his beauty was none to all.

He had this perfect abs which makes his robe look good on him.

I braced myself and said, definitely if I could just be his maid then my life will be better.

I'll ask around if a maid could change her master.

I was beckoned to fetch water and washed the supreme Luna attire.

I and sugar were given the task to perform.

It was plain cotton, and on it was embroidered several pieces of diamond stone.

After washing the attire, I took the attire to a shade.

Several minutes after, I reported back to the Chief maid; I was done with washing the clothes.

She demanded of me to take my leave, that I was done for the day.

It never occurred to me the greater plans which I have no idea about until after the next day.

While I was drifting into my slumber, a soft hand tapped against my hand, causing me to wake.

I stared at the beautiful and innocent girl who was always sitting around me.

"Sister," She called in a calm tone.

"Yes, "I whispered in response to her words.

"Will you be my sister?" "Do you promise to always remember me?" I was curious in knowing the reasons she was uttering those words. 

"You've always been my sister," I said, flashing the last of my smile at her.

"Thank you..."She appreciated, pulling herself closer to me.

A humming sound escalated from my lips, and tears of joy also streamed down.

Someone who isn't of my acquaintance offers to be my sister, but my blood sister never wants anyone to know about us, or our relationship.

A hasty sound of footsteps fastly approached us. The door pushed open, and my eyes widened in anticipation, not because of anything but because of the graver expressions which was written on their face.