Her King, His Slave

Cris.J Fantasy

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Warning: This story contains abuse and torture that the readers may be uncomfortable reading. Read at your own risks!
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“I need blood.” His deep cold voice sent a shiver down my spine. I almost dropped the vase that I am holding.

I gradually put down the breakable luxurious vase as well as the rug that I am using to clean it. Slowly, I turned to face him.

Small strands of my hair stand all over my body when his dark black eyes pierced into mine. As he eyed me with hunger and desire, his eye color shifted to red and his pupils dilated.

I gulped. My heart started pounding loudly—as if it’s in a race. A smirk appeared on his lips when he saw the terrified look on my face.

With my quivering hands, I force myself to walk towards him. My wobbly legs made it hard for me to reach where he is.

I faced him as he watches me do my work.

I grab the small knife in my pocket. I gripped the handle tightly as I draw the knife on my palm.

Blood started dripping out of my hand. He swiftly went to me. He grabbed me by my neck and slammed my back against the wall.

With my hands dripping with blood and my back hitting the hard stoned wall, I winced in pain. However, the man in front of me barely cares as he started sucking my palm, enjoying drinking my blood.

One wrong move and he can kill me in a snap of his finger.
My life depends on him.
I need to satisfy him.
I need to kneel before him.
I need to serve him.

He is my king, and I am his slave.
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