Alle Kapitel von Claimed by my Ex's Ruthless Uncle: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

~ODETTESilence befell the room.Everyone was too shocked to utter a word as they took in the gift I had presented to my parents. "How dare you bring rotten fruits to your father?" Rowena finally yelled, breaking the cold silence. That was when all hell broke loose. People began to murmur and point fingers. "She has guts! Bringing rotten fruits to her own parents!" "She is such a disobedient child!" "She is the black sheep! The bad luck! That's why she wears black!" "It would have been okay if you brought the rotten fruits only to me. I am nothing but your stepmother. We all know you never liked me despite all that I have done for you," Rowena continued. "But how could you bring this to your very own father?" "Is this how you treat me, you insolent child?" Father roared. "You disrespect me before all eyes!" "Father, take it easy on her, she's just angry that Adrian dumped her and she's trying to take it out on you for not stopping it," Camille added in a sugary voice. I was

~ODETTEInside the cell was quite cold.I didn't expect the temperature to drop drastically. I looked up at Rafael and I could see the excitement on his face growing even greater than before. He was enjoying this way too much and he had barely even started. I finally looked before me and that was when I found the prisoner. He was suspended in the air, hanging by both his bound arms which were held in place by the iron bars above him.The prisoner looked pale and dehydrated at the same time. It looked like he had sweat too much. But there was no sign of an injury in him. I could understand why, it was to not make Rafael's demon go out of control. Rafael turned to me. "If you want to tame my demon, then you need to understand just how excited it is to inflict pain on others. It feeds on pain and fear." I swallowed hard as I watched him walk toward the man. "The Demon Rafael himself has finally braced me with his presence. . ." The rogue said as he stared straight at the prince.

~RAFAELThe moment her lips touched mine. . .The world went still. The voices in my head went silent. I felt it deep within my subconscious even if I was not the one in control. The silence was loud, so loud that it shook me to the core.The demon faltered. I felt his hold on me weakening. I felt him start to retreat.For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to stop her or hurt her like he intended to seconds ago.And the entire thing left me baffled. Something about Odette had messed with the demon. Something about her had affected him so much that he chose to run. And he swiftly retreated into the darkest corner of my mind. I slowly felt the redness in my vision melt away. I had regained control once more. This had never happened before. Not since the day I was attacked and possessed by this demon. How was this happening?She finally pulled away and I stared back at her with wide eyes. "What did you do to me?" I asked breathlessly. She furrowed her brows in surprise

~ODETTEShe had asked me to get food ready by seven. It was five right now. I had only two hours to get it done. So I walked straight to the kitchen only to find it completely empty. "Where are all the maids?" I walked back out, hoping to catch one when I spotted Clara standing outside. "What's going on? Where is everyone?" I asked. She kept her head down. "Lady Layla ordered all the maids to stay away from the kitchen." I scoffed. Of course she would do something like this just to make things difficult for me. "So why are you here? Aren't you afraid of her punishment?" I asked as I folded my arms at Clara. "Ever since I have been working here, I haven't seen anyone to bet my life and trust on until the day you walked through those doors," Clara revealed. "Something is terribly wrong with this palace and the people. If there's anyone who can make a difference, then I believe that person is you." I did not know how to react to her words. I was flabbergasted. All I could do w

~ODETTEFirst, she made me cook for my sister, treated me like nothing but a maid. Now, she was making me serve my sister on a bigger scale. This was not just about serving my sister publicly; it was about telling the world that despite being the only surviving bride of the Demon Rafael, I was nothing. It was about sabotaging me before all eyes such that I was made out to be nothing but the helpless girl who once served her sister and will continue to till the day I die. It was about destroying me completely with society as her greatest tool. I smiled. "As you wish, Layla." Our audience began to murmur. They stared daggers at me. Others began to mock me. "Nothing but a maid. . ." "She was only made to serve. . ." "Here I was, thinking that she was some big deal. . ."I gritted my teeth and forced myself to be calm. There was no reason to lose composure over this. If a little humiliation had to come my way to get my mother her revenge, then I was so ready for it. Layla proba