All Chapters of Devil's Bidding: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chapter 91: Scarred by Lucas

Lucas’s hand slid over Arabella’s trembling body, his touch gentle as her ragged breaths softened into quiet, uneven sighs. Her skin still quivered intermittently, the aftershocks of their relentless passion fading as he held her close. He had utterly worn her out, her body limp and spent in his arms. His fingers brushed through her hair, tender and reverent, coaxing a soft moan from her lips. She shifted, rolling onto her side, revealing the curve of her buttocks, marked red where his nails had dug into her flesh. The sight stirred him, his body hardening again as he gazed at her. “Arabella,” he whispered, his voice low and fervent, his hands stroking her skin as if to memorize every inch. She was completely passed out, her face serene yet flushed, a fragile beauty that made his chest ache. He sighed softly, a mix of satisfaction and restraint. The sheets beneath them bore a faint red stain and he stared at it for a while. It wasn't in his plans to loose control and take her s

Aoter 92: Again

ARABELLA “Here. Eat.”Lucas’s deep voice snapped me out of my wandering thoughts. My eyes widened at the sight of the platter before me, a lavish spread of steaming dishes, far more than I could possibly eat A whole platter.I stared at it in disbelief. Was he planning to have me stuffed like a pig?“This is… a lot,” I murmured, glancing up at him.“You’ll need the strength,” he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Start with the soup.”The aroma hit me first rich, warm, comforting. My stomach growled loudly in betrayal, and his lips twitched as if he wanted to smile but didn’t. I was hungry. No, I was starving. It was like my body had been drained of everything during the night.My fingers trembled as I reached for the spoon, and it slipped from my grasp, clattering softly against the plate.Heat rushed to my cheeks. Had I really come so hard last night that I’d lost all strength in my limbs?“Does your body hurt?” Lucas’s voice was softer now, his shadow falling o

Chapter 93: Flashbacks

Arabella Lucas was walking sin, a vision so bloody sinful it stole my breath. He moved with a predator’s grace, I just couldn't pull my eyes away from him. The morning light catching the red claw marks and hickeys scattered across his tanned skin—marks *I* had left, branding him as mine. My heart raced with a strange mix of pride and possessiveness, knowing he’d carry those signs of me into the world, to his work. To his company, a silent declaration that a woman, had claimed him.Then my eyes caught the sharp, angry red claw mark on his nape, and I stiffened, my breath catching. It looked like four fingers had been stabbed into his flesh, raw and deliberate. I recognized it instantly, the memory flooding back with visceral clarity.I couldn't remember other marks on his body but I could remember that one clearly. That moment of my body trembling from the aftershocks of an orgasm, Lucas teasing my entrance before slamming back into me. The intensity had jolted me, another climax

Chapter 94: Care

“Lucas… what are you doing?” Arabella rasped, her voice breathless, trembling with a mix of confusion and need as he knelt before her, his hands still holding her thighs apart.“You’re hurt, aren’t you?” he asked, his tone laced with concern, his eyes searching hers for the truth. She shook her head, denying it, but her breath hitched as his fingers brushed her core, swollen and tender from their night of passion. She bit her lip, a soft whimper escaping, betraying her.“Don’t lie,” he warned, his voice soft but firm, a gentle reprimand that sent a shiver through her. “It’s swollen, doll. Bruised.” He sighed, his gaze dropping to her core—beautifully pink, yet visibly tender and slightly swollen. Leaning closer, he studied her, his expression a mix of worry and restraint.Her hips moved instinctively, chasing his touch, one hand clenching her breast in desperation, her body betraying her need despite the ache. When he looked up, her face was creased in a frown, her eyes glistening

Chapter 95: Stupid

Arabella “Hi, miss!”The voice was so familiar, so bright and real, that for a moment I thought I was dreaming. My head snapped up and there they were.I blinked. Once. Twice.The faces staring back at me were the staff from Lucas's manor. Sophie, Anna, and a few others.Lucas had swapped out the servants? My breath caught. Lucas… had brought them here?It took a moment for the realization to sink in. Just this morning, I’d complained — half sulking, about how lonely it was here, how no one talked to me. And now, only a few hours later…He’d actually done it.The sudden rush of emotion left my throat tight.“The boss had us flown in on his copter!” Sophie said, excitement radiating from every word as she rushed over and linked her arm with mine like she used to. “It all happened so suddenly, miss. It felt like we were being evacuated because of some huge disaster!”I blinked again, trying to process her words.A disaster.No, not a disaster — me. I was the disaster apparently.Soph

Chapter 96: Do you hate me?

Arabella The air was clean. Bright. Crisp in a way that felt almost new.It smelled of grass and the faint sweetness of flowers somewhere nearby, and for a moment, I let myself breathe it in—deeply, greedily.Everything was beautiful here. Perfect, even. The gardens were trimmed, the stone paths glistened in the fading sunlight, and the breeze carried the scent of rain yet to fall.I had everything I could ask for—everything a person could possibly need. Whatever I wanted, Lucas would make sure I had it. Clothes. Jewelry. Food. Comfort.And yet… I was still a caged bird.A well-kept one, yes. One fed with gold spoons and wrapped in silk sheets—but a bird in a gilded cage nonetheless.An exquisite pet.The thought made my chest ache with something between shame and sorrow.I sighed softly, my feet carrying me down the paved path while Sophie chattered beside me, her voice light and cheerful. She was trying, I knew. Trying to fill the silence that had grown too heavy between my thought

Chapter 97: Beautiful Prison

ArabellaLucas froze, his expression tightening. The warmth in his gaze vanished, replaced by a sharp edge.“What does that even mean, Arabella?” he asked, his tone low and clipped. His eyes narrowed, searching my face for something—guilt, fear, a lie I hadn’t told yet. “Did something happen? Did someone come here?”Before I could answer, his hand was already on me.“Are you hurt?” he demanded, his palm cupping my face as his eyes scanned over my skin, checking as though expecting to find a bruise, a mark, some proof that something—or someone—had touched me.“No,” I whispered, stepping back, breaking away from his touch before I drowned in it.“It’s not that, Lucas…” My voice trembled, weak and uncertain.I didn’t know what to make of it, of him, when he acted this way. When he fussed over me like I was something fragile. When he looked at me as if I mattered, as if I wasn’t just another piece of property he’d bought and locked away.Every little act of care… every fleeting look of wo

Chapter 98: Lies

Lucas held her close, feeling the faint tremor that ran through her body.Whether it was from the cold or something deeper, he couldn’t tell, but he felt it. She was scared. Every shiver, every hesitant breath that brushed against his neck.He didn’t hate her.He wanted to, God knew it would have been easier if he did. Hatred would’ve made all of this simpler—his thoughts, his decisions, the orders he was expected to follow. But the truth sat heavy in his chest. He couldn’t bring himself to despise her.He wanted her.His hand came up, gently cupping her face, forcing her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were uncertain, searching him for answers he couldn’t give. He wished he hated her—because then maybe he wouldn’t feel the ache he did now, the one that came with knowing he’d soon have to let her go.“Do you want to go somewhere?” he asked, his voice low as his arm slid around her waist, pulling her close until she fit perfectly against him.“Where?” she asked softly, her eyes lifting to

Chapter 99: Friend or foe

The man walked briskly, his shoes striking the marble with controlled impatience. His tone was low, sharp, and heavy with irritation.“Is there any word about her yet?”“No, sir.” The assistant’s reply was cautious, uncertain. “After her family’s incidence, she went off the grid completely. Not a trace since.”The man stopped mid-stride, exhaling slowly. The sound was almost a sigh, though nothing about him seemed capable of gentleness.“And that was months ago,” he muttered. The words carried frustration. His gaze lifted again. “And the butler? Her family’s driver—Oliver?”“We found him.”A brief pause. “Take me to him.”—The air inside the adjoining room was stale and heavy. Oliver sat bound to a chair, sweat gleaming across his forehead. Two men stood near the doorway, silent, their presence alone enough to keep him still.“Let me go!” Oliver pleaded, his voice cracking.“You will,” came the stranger’s calm reply. “Soon.”A shadow shifted closer. The man stepped into the light th

100: Sudden

Arabella We soon arrived and the moment I stepped inside, I swear I could feel my soul melt.I loved sweets. Everything smelled like heaven, vanilla, caramel, warm honey, the kind of scent that wraps around you and whispers that it’s okay to forget the world for a while.Lucas walked next to me, his arms planted firmly around my waist, confident as always, drawing glances without even trying. The maître d’ led us to a table near the window where the city lights shimmered against the glass like falling stars.Lucas sat there looking every bit attractive and handsome He looked a bit out of place though. Sitting in a desert shop. Even the chairs looked a bit too small. “This is…” I whispered, unable to find a word that fit while looking at him“Perfect,” I said instead giggling lightly. He smiled faintly, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, the kind that made me wonder what he was thinking.“Order whatever you want,” he urged. I flipped through the menu, my finge

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