บททั้งหมดของ Auctioned To The Rogue King : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE MELISSA'S POV.My heels went deep into the snow, in the empty streets, as I made my way to the given location, looking back multiple times to be sure no one saw me.I pulled my coat tighter around me, as the chill turned my nose and ears pink. That bitch. I ought to be enjoying a warm bath, and a nice sleep, but she had me walking around in the cold night. Making my way to the back door, I pushed the creaking door open. It was nearly off its hinges. My nose wrinkled in disgust as my heels echoed on the dust coated floor. Why was I somewhere like this? This was so annoying! In the living room, I could see a long clean brush going in a straight line, like someone had been dragged across the floor, wiping the place clean of dirt.Angrily I followed the line, straight into the corridors, all the way down to the end where the line stopped in front of a door. Pushing it open, there was the basement, with a single dimly-lit lamp on a table, and before the

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEENDARIUS' POV.Throughout the night, I couldn't find a wink of sleep. Tossing and turning on the white sheets, the night faded away into morning. A turmoil of emotions tormented me. Anger, frustration, regret, longing for Hazel, and the murderous urge gnawing at my chest. I wanted to storm to her room, pick her up by the neck, and force her to lead me to where I kept Hazel, but I knew better.I had to be smarter. Tiredness and despair bogged me down like a heavy luggage when I called Lincoln, the head of a group of men I'd put together for a different mission. “Good morning, King Darius.” He greeted me with a bow, and I rubbed my temples with my fingers.I poured myself a few cups of brandy, as he and the four men I'd appointed to work with him, stood before him. They had stiff faces with heavy body builds, and scars here and there on their bodies. “Where are the reports on you following Melissa? I trust you've found something.” I said, shooting glar

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTEENOMNISCIENT POVThe dark attic. Two cowering kids, wrapped up in a blanket, holding hands. A dust-covered bed that was the only place they could sleep on. The scattered room was filled with useless, harmful and dangerous things. A toxic environment for four year old kids, and Azel and Azella watched as another dawn broke. Soon, sunlight would stream in. Just in a matter of a few more hours. The hatch would open, and a frowning old lady would climb in to give them food that should belong to pets. Tired, cold, hungry, and miserable— the kids only wanted one thing— Hazel. “You're burning up.” Azel said, as his little hand touched Azella's burning forehead. Sweat had plastered her hair over the sides of her face, but she was shivering.“I want mom.” She cried weakly. “Then let's find mom.” Azel said, jumping off the bed. He wrapped the blanket around Azella, and went to the old, dusty wardrobe. Upon opening it, dust coated his face, making him sneeze m

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN.OMNISCIENT POV {Three Days Ago}As the kids walked, surrounded by the thick, tall trees, casting their leaves over the forest so that the weak sun could not even get a chance of shining through.The trees got more closely packed, and the roots became larger.Azel was getting scared. His little mind had alerted him that they were going the wrong way, but Azella was looking so pale that it would be impossible to tell her what he was thinking, and make her cry. He couldn't smell the familiar scent of the forest they were used to, nor could he see any of the marks he and Azella playfully left on the trees back at home.The whole place was strange, and different. It was quite obvious to him. “Are we… are we almost there?” Azella breathed out, her breath coming out shallowly. “We will be there soon.” Azel assured, watching as her face had become ghastly white, and sweat had wet her whole face. Even with that, her little hand was still desperately hidde

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY.Brianna and Lisa bought brand new clothes for the kids that evening, wanting to do everything to show that they were in fact happy with them, and not that they'd tortured them. They dressed Azella in a beautiful pink dress with fluffy pleats. Her hair was styled, and pretty pins were fixed on it. She looked like a pretty doll. Azel was dressed in a white T-shirt, white joggers, and deep blue jeans. He was given a superhero toy, while Azella was given a fluffy white teddy bear. “Like this, we're safe, right? If the Rogue King sees them looking this pretty and happy, he wouldn't hurt us, right? He'll be grateful, right?” Lisa asked, looking at Brianna with worried eyes. “We can only hope that we find favor in his eyes. At this point, there's really nothing we can do, but to face it.And so they went; taking the twins with them on the long journey to the mansion. They spent all night on the road, and arrived at the mansion when the sun was rising slowl