Romans & histoires I Became The Tyrant's Servant

Anger and hurt, all mixed flashed through her eyes, as she practically looked around once again. He pointed at the door, “My servant is about to empty all of the contents in the trash.” He said, averting his gaze back to his book, “Save it while you can.” “No way.” Ivana exclaimed, with a dropped jaw and her eyes almost popped. Without wasting more time she ran out of the room. Tardrain’s head swelled with pride. “I’m disabled, but it doesn't mean I'm powerless. I still have my servant under control.” He muttered, rolling his eyes.

I heard the rogue shout before I reached his cell. “Really?” He looked in my way and the moment that he acknowledged my presence was the moment I saw the fear in his eyes. “Y-you are the new king,” he said. “And you are the traitor?” “I know you’re going to kill me. Do it now!” He said. “Tyler, what’s the name of this pup?” I asked without leaving eye contact with this stupid wolf. “He is Romeo”, Tyler answered. “Romeo, no one has the right to tell me what to do. I’m the King and I don’t want things like this to be simple. I don’t want to kill you so easily. That's boring. I didn't come here to waste my time.”

"I don't like strangers touching me. Direct me to the bathroom. I can bathe myself." "Sorry miss. We've been ordered to do it with or without your consent." Every curse word I knew came out at once as humiliation washed over me like a bucket of cold water. Kael wanted to humiliate me every chance he got and this was one of them. I was sure tonight would be worse than ever. My forehead twitched with restrained rage. They dragged me to the closest bathroom and the tub was already filled with warm water, red roses floating on the surface and a sweet fragrance rising off it. It was not what I expected from the servants of a cruel man.

He cursed, "I'll count to ten. If you aren’t gone by then, you'll taste the Raptor Fist." Adrian chuckled. "It's nostalgic thinking back to my days as the Underground Emperor. Back then, a lowly servant wouldn’t dare speak to me like this." The servant sneered. "You? The Underground Emperor? If you're the Underground Emperor, then I'm his father." With that, the servant swung his arms and approached Adrian. Although just a servant, he had some skills. In his opinion, Adrian was causing trouble. Plus, it had been a long time since he had fought anyone, and he was itching for a fight.

None. Mercy is not a word for me, it’s definitely not a word for a man who thinks what is mine is his. They call me cruel, they call me tyrant, let them. The pack survives because I decide, that is my rule. That is order. I took a throne young, I held it with blood, I sharpened fear into armor. Mercy would rust that armor, make me weak. I will not be weak. I push open the door, Hanging by the bar like some broken thing, wrists chained above his head, his body slumped but still breathing. His face bruised so bad the skin swells.

Inyoka threatened and I came to a halt and turned to her. “Look at me,” I said to her as she eyed me from the ground to my head. “I am a slave! You wanted me to serve you right, that is what I am doing,” “And what makes you think serving me is enough not to have you beheaded?” Inyoka asked. I dislike this so much, the fact that I am willing to pretend I can’t go up in battle against her. The fact that I have to keep myself on the law because I am in a world I have no clue of.

The skinny man facing them cackled ominously. This man was known as Rat Servant, one of the 12 servants nurtured by the Trio Alliance Island in Wyverna. After Tiger Servant, he was another who had reached the formidable semi-Empyrean level. Facing a semi-Empyrean, the four Dukes of War struggled, barely holding their ground and on the brink of being overwhelmed. The difference between a Duke of War and a semi-Empyrean was a narrow gap in rank but a vast chasm in power.

My claws had drawn out the second I saw his hand touch the young slave’s backside. “You are staining my floor. I will have your sister clean it, and maybe I will kill her after,” I growled, still angry at the image of him touching himself while staring at the slave. I didn’t understand the rage, but killing him soothed something deep within me. His eyes were slowly dimming, his breath shallow. The anger was dwindling, his death was appeasing the rage. His body fell limp, “Tell them I am still the tyrant,” I hissed to his soul.

The fire attack hit a pillar which soon turned into ashes . " Huh ?! " said Kiara with a surprised expression . " Amazing , right human ?!.....Now it is your turn to become the same as that pillar . " said the male servant . " I wouldn't be so sure ! " said Kiara . The male servant , now transformed into a monster with black eyes and tattoos all over his body looked at Kiara with a hungry expression . " I am gonna kill you and eat your flesh with my bare hands ! " said the male servant .

How much more does she want? This is ridiculous he has a house he could have taken her in. Is he doing this out here just to bother me? Why is my tyrant having sex with some whore bothering me? As much as I hate for him to know this bothers me and that I'm out here I can't watch this any longer. Slowly standing up his eyes dart to meet mine. I guess I'm not as stealthy as I had hoped. Rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face trying to hide the hurt in my eyes I turn and go inside slamming and locking my door. I just can't win!