Chapter 11: Be-Loathed Slave

When lord Storm walked into the sitting room and was welcomed by a high-pitched voice which criticized him,

How could they kill themselves for someone so heartless like Lord Storm ?" The statement were said by Valerie,

He was irked, but rather another thing caught his attention, he has never seen the hottest thing on red in his life, Valerie just gave him an opportunity, Her perfect gait, breathtaking clean cleavage, her clean curvaceous waist and the dimples at the back of her in-between hips.

He got an hard-on that moment, he felt like tearing those dress to shred and fuck her till she passes out, it makes him feels deep repugnance seeing her looking this gorgeous and also having the nerve to speak ill of him, She's his enemy who he dreads with passion, An ounce of happiness for her is a load of bitterness to him.

When Valerie saw his powling scowl, she almost withered like a flower, when he walked closer to where she stood his aura was like a lion about to pounce on his prey,