Married to the devil’s son episode 14 – 15

Married To The Devil’s Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 14

Lucian gazed down at Hazel as she blushed, and he couldn’t help but bring his
hand up and car-ss her pink cheek with his thumb. Heavens knew how much he
wanted to lean down and k-ss her. She was tempting him with this red dress and
her bare neck and shoulders. He had been surprised and relieved that he hadn’t
forced himself on her last night when his demon was in control. Seems that his
demon craves Hazel as much as he does the only difference is that his demon
doesn’t care about Hazel’s feelings while Lucian does.

“Are you alright? I heard that the king is unwell” she asked worried. He had almost
forgotten the big problem he had to deal with when he saw her.

“Hazel, I want you to pack some clothes, we will leave the castle”. He didn’t want
for Hazel to stay another minute here. The king could die anytime and he knew
that he would be the one to be attacked first, since his brothers hated him. Hazel
looked confused at him “I will explain everything on the way” he said “now
hurry!”.

Once Hazel left Lincoln approached him “Your highness the horses are ready”.

“Did oliver get information on what by brother’s plan to do?” Lucian asked.

“Yes, your highness. The crown prince is planning on attacking you first once the
king dies and he has already pinned your brothers against each other, so that they
kill each other and his job becomes easier,”. That sounded just like Pierre. Lucian
had already expected that from his brother.
“What did he tell them?”

“That I don’t know your highness. But your brothers have already begun to travel
to gather their allies to help them get the crown. You should do that as well.” That would be the difficult part since not many would want to be his allies and help him
because of the rumors about him.
As if Lincoln read his thoughts he said “We should start with Maebeth kingdom.”
His wife’s kingdom was a small kingdom that didn’t have much power. Even if
they agreed to help him, it wouldn’t be that much of a help.

Lydia packed a few clothes for me while Ylva helped me get dressed into more
comfortable clothes. Both were worried when I told them about the situation. Just
to calm them down “everything is going to be alright” I said even though I myself
wasn’t sure about that.

I walked out to the garden where Lucian seemed to be busy speaking to some
soldiers. I just stood there staring at him. I have never seen him speak much before.
He was a man of few words. Until now we never had a conversation that lasted
long, and I really wanted our marriage to work.
“My lady” looking to my side, I found a smiling Oliver approaching me.

Something about him was different. He didn’t look like the usually tough and silent
soldier, he looked rather innocent and playful even though he was tall and looked
strong.

“Do you prefer a white or a black horse?” he asked. Did he expect me to ride
myself? I knew that most princesses know how to ride, it was something a royalty
should know but my father never even let me out let alone learn something. I was
more a prisoner than a princess back home.
“She will ride with me” Lucian said suddenly, standing next to me and taking my
hand in his. Oliver smiled, a smile that reached his eyes. What was he so happy
about?

“Fine” he said shrugging his shoulders.
I placed my arms around Lucians wa-ist as we rode off. “Hold on tight, we will ride
fast” he had told me, but I didn’t expect it would be this fast. Even though I thought
this was too fast, many soldiers were riding faster than us, slowing down now and
then for Lucian to catch up. That’s when I realized he was actually riding slow
compared to how fast he usually rides.
“You don’t have to slow down because of me,” I said, “I am fine.”

He chuckled, “are you sure?”
“Yes” I replied.

“Fine, then” he said in a challenging way and suddenly it felt as if I was flying
away. The air wh¡pping my face and hair and I got really scared, holding onto
Lucian even more. My grip was so hærd around his wa-ist I wondered if he could
breathe, but he wasn’t complaining. Trees, houses, cliffs and lakes were passing by
quickly before my eyes and I felt dizzy and sick. I tried to close my eyes and
ignore the dizziness and the urge to vomit, but I couldn’t fight it for long.

“Please stop” I whispered clutching onto Lucian wondering if he even heard what I
said.

Abruptly he stopped, ” are you alright?” he asked. I climbed down from the horse
fast without any help and ran to the nearest tree, throwing up everything in my
stomach. Lucian was already beside me and held my hair away. “Don’t..” I began
before throwing up again. I didn’t want him to see me like this.

“It’s alright” he said, m-ssaging my back with one hand as he still held my hair
with the other. I was so embarrassed when I turned around and found that all the
soldiers stood there looking at me.

Lucian gave me a handkerchief as one of the guards handed him a bottle of water,
which he gave to me as well. “Drink” he said as I wiped my mouth still
embarrassed “you should have told me to slow down.”

I took sips of the water while Lucian watched me intently, as if I would collapse
anytime.

“I’m fine, let’s continue ” I smiled. I didn’t want the journey to take longer than
usual because of me.

Married To The Devil’s Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 15

We sat leaning against a tree after Lucian told his men that we should rest for a
while. I knew he was doing it for me.
“Where are we going?” I asked.

“To Maebeth. To your family.” He was going to ask my father to help in this war
between brothers. “Will you really kill your brothers?” I asked carefully.

“Yes” he said without hesitation. I shivered at the thought.

“Even your nephews?” he clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, then opened them
again.

“I won’t have to kill them because my brothers will.”

Why? They are just kids. Why kill your family for the throne? That’s something I
could never understand. Standing up “we should continue” he said. We continued
our journey, and I was thankful that Maebeth wasn’t far away from Decresh, so we
reached there at night, after riding the wh0le day.

My three brothers were the ones to welcome us. They spoke mostly to Lucian,
ignoring me totally. I wasn’t expecting more; we were never close. Our family
always separated men and women. While men were respected, almost worsh¡pped
women were mostly a property that belonged to the men or ready to be sold
anytime.

“The king is busy right now but will meet you tomorrow morning. You should eat
and rest for now” my brother Harris said as he led us to the guest quarters. Looking
at him and the rest of my brothers, I couldn’t help but wonder if they would kill
each other when father dies.

“What a rude brother you have. It seems you are not close with your brothers
either,” he said as we entered the guest room.
“True” I said as my gaze landed on the table next to the bed where several food
dishes were served covered with white food cover. I thought I would be hungry but
my stomach was still upset from the ride so I didn’t feel like eating anything.

“Are you hungry?” I asked, my eyes traveling toward Lucian. He had already taken
off his military attire and was left wearing a loose shirt that showed off his chest
with a pair of p-nts. It has been three nights since we slept in the same room, so I
felt nervousness take over my senses as I remembered what he had told me last
night. He wanted to do wicked things to me. Wicked? I had asked Ylva what
wicked means, and she had told me it means devilish, sinful.

“What are you thinking about?” Lucian asked laying on the bed leaning his head on
his hand, watching me with those captivating eyes.

“Nothing” I said shaking my head, standing stiffly on the same s₱0t.

“Come here” he said, patting next to him on the bed. He wants to do sinful things
to me. I urged myself to move and took my cloak off, walking to the bed. I lay
down on my back next to him hesitantly, looking up at the ceiling to avoid his
intense gaze. From the corner of my eyes, I could still see that he was staring at me
in a silence that became unbearable.

“Lucian?” He took a deep breath.

“I never liked my name. My brothers used to tease me with it, calling me Lucifer,
making my name sound like a curse. Now when you say my name, I like it. You
make it sound like a beautiful prayer.” I turned to look at him. He had a faint smile
on his face, but there was sadness in his golden eyes.

“Your name is beautiful, and it’s not a curse. Lucian means ‘Man of light’.” He
looked at me surprised, but then his face became serious.

“I am no man of light,” he said, ” there is darkness in,side of me.”

“Everyone has a bit of darkness in,side of them, that’s ok because darkness and light
can’t exist without each other.”

“Are you trying to comfort me?” he asked with a smile.

“I am just speaking the truth,” I said.

It became silent again, even though I had a thousand questions on my mind. Will
you really kill your brothers? What about the note written in blood? Do you like
me? But the question that came out of my mouth was, “Why did you agree on
waiting to consume the wedding?”

“You feared me and you still are sometimes.”
“I don’t want to be” I admitted.

“I would never hurt you.. but sometimes… I am not myself.”

“What do you mean?”

He lay on his back with a sigh, “I am tired, let’s sleep. I will tell you some other
time” he said. I wanted to know, but I was exhausted myself as I found it hærd to
keep my eyes open. Closing my eyes, I let the darkness take over.

I woke up in the morning with Lucian next to me. He was still sleeping on his
back, but shirtless. The sheets covered his stomach, but his powerful chest and
arms were bare. His raven black hair was spread across the pillow, looking soft and
shiny like silk. I took some of his hair in my hand and inhaled his spicy scent that
did things to my body I couldn’t explain.
My eyes traveled to his face. His eyebrows were thick and perfectly shaped and his
eyelashes long and shiny. Now, with his eyes closed, they almost brushed his
impressive cheekbones. His nose sharp and hooked cast a shadow on l-ips that
spoke of sensuality. While his hair was dark as the night his skin was pale as the
moon, so smooth it made my fingers itch for a touch. I ran my fingers along the
edge of his sharp jawline up to the curve of his l-ips admiring his good looks when
his eyes fluttered open and I stared into them unable to remove my gaze. That’s
when I realized why I had never studied his face before. His eyes were too
captivating to make me notice the rest of his face. They held power and passion,
but they also spoke of secrets and pain.
He smiled with his eyes. I removed my hand and glanced away, blushing hærd.

Even though I couldn’t see him, I could feel his smile w¡den at my reaction.

“No need to shy away wife, I am all yours. You can stare and touch however much
you want.”

When I said nothing because I was so embarrassed, he got up from bed and walked
toward the table. My eyes landed on his broad muscular drawn-back shoulders as
he walked gracefully. He wasn’t too muscular but well built and lean. As he
walked, he ran his hand through his hair and my heart skipped a beat. Something
with the way he walked and moved did strange things to my body. No wonder the
maids drooled over him. I had seen his bare upper body before, but he had been
soaked in blood back then. Now… wait! The scars! Even though some of his hair
was covering his back but I could still see most of it and there were no scars. It’s
not possible. His wounds were very deep and I am sure they would leave scars, but
there were none.

“Wait!” I said before he could slide into his robe. I got up and walked over to him.
“Wait” I repeated, grabbing his arm and making him turn around. I removed the
rest of his hair. No scars, not even a tiny one. His skin looked so smooth, as if he
never got wh¡pped, not even once. It’s not possible, I thought, shaking my head.
“What is it?” he asked, confused, turning around.

“There are.. no scars. No scars on your back,” I breathed in shock, “How?”

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