Arabella could not tell the exact time she had fallen asleep. Of course, no one could, she thought. But hers was different. Everything about the night before was different.After everything that happened last night, she had passed out, brazen, on the bed. Even as she turned in her half conscious state, she still felt the soreness between her legs and the bruises around her inner thighs. Master Klaus had punished her, just as he promised he would.In sleep, a curt smile spread across her face as she kept her right cheek glued to the pillow.Her mind drifted to how good he had fucked her in the back of the limo, without a condom – as always. He did not care that they were on the road, he had tinted windows to keep their privacy very private. He did not care about the driver who must have heard every word she cursed out, and every plea and ridiculous demand she made while he was balls deep inside of her, slamming her against the car door while her fingers dug into the leather of the sea

After his meeting with the demon, Beelzebub, Klaus headed straight for his car. He drove back to the hotel, eager to see Arabella, his lady again. He was still tensed from his discussion with Beelzebub. Klaus Lavon found himself wishing the demons would let him be. He had made his choice in a mate, and it had happened even without his approval. He did not know when, how, or why, but he had fallen in love with Arabella, and would do anything to protect her. Why did they all have a problem with that? If they were so bothered about his union with an “inferior being” why did they not let him worry about it by himself? Klaus hissed and leaned into the leather seat of the car. He kept his gaze outside the window until they arrived at the hotel. Klaus strolled into the hotel, and made his way to his room. He had the spare key card with him. He had asked for one when he was leaving, and left the main keycard with Arabella. Not that she would need to go anywhere, he thought to himself.

The knock happened the first time. She turned to her side and tried hard to ignore it, but not after it continued again, and again. At that moment, Arabella flicked her eyelids opened. She yawned and raised her head to look at the door. She could not remember when she had passed out with sleep, but she could recall how master Klaus had carried her from the pool, wrapped in a thick black towel after their intense love-making.It was her first time of making love in a pool with him, and it was something she hoped to experience over and over again. Master Klaus always knew how to put a smile on her face and take care of her. He had proven to her - time, and time again - that he would willingly do anything for her, including lay down his life, to make her happy, sound, and keep her safe.How could she not love him for that? Arabella blushed at the thought, she allowed her cheeks to redden just thinking about it - not that there was much she could do. The knock came again, and she hea

12am, midnight. Arabella threw her hands in the air, a hearty smile spread across her cheeks. She swayed her head and hips to the sound of the music. Occasionally, she would grab the shot of vodka on the desk, and throw some into her system. She was all pumped and turned up! "Heavens!" She screamed, addressing her friend - the lady she had just met at the club. The girl, Shannon, as she had come to know her name, smiled at her."You're enjoying yourself?" "This is the most fun I have had on my own in my entire life!" Arabella cried out. She had never felt so free, so in control. She had been able to make a friend without her master's influence. They even exchanged contacts and promised to text or call each other more often. Arabella was more than elated! She had just made her first friend ever. It was a cause that called for celebration, and more celebration. However, all good things have to come to an end.Master Klaus was done with his meeting. Arabella had caught sight of h

He waited for her to laugh her statement off, and smile at him, but she did not. Klaus's smile died slowly. Did she really not know what he meant? "Do you really not know what I mean, or are you just trying to play smart, hmm?" He allowed his brows dance as he spoke, and Arabella chuckled. "I'm not playing. I genuinely don't know what…" Klaus rose to his feet. He towered above her small frame with his taller one. Arabella hoisted her eyes to look up at him. He reached for his belt and slowly unbuckled it. He did not take his eyes off her, not even for a moment. Realization dawned in Arabella's eyes, and he saw it flash in her gentle orbs. She must have understood what he meant already. She shook her head and started to chuckle. She shook her head, turning away from him. He pulled his belt off his trousers, and allowed it drop to the ground. Arabella was still laughing. She must have thought he was playing, but he wasn't; Not even in the slightest bit. "We cannot have sex on