Married to the devil’s son episode 24 – 25

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 24

Sitting in front of the mirror, a maid combed my hair.
“Your hair is so beautiful,” she smiled.
Yeah but unfortunately I wasn’t a blonde and my husband seemed to like blondes.
“Thank you” I smiled back.
“My Lady, do you want this dress or this one?” she said holding up two new dresses once she was done
with my hair.
“None of them. Pick me a really beautiful dress.” I ordered. I would make Lucian regret what he did. I
would make him sleepless as he made me. I even wanted to make him cry because even though I didn’t
want to admit to myself, I cried a
little last night.
Oh, how I needed Lydia and Ylva now.
The maid picked me a peach-colored dress which suited my hair and skin color perfectly.
I put some paint on my l-ips and some perfume, then I let my hair down as I looked at myself in the
mirror.
Now he would want me, but I wouldn’t give in so easily.
Lastly, I put my shoes on and str-de out of the room. As I walked through the long hall, I started to lose
my confidence. What if he didn’t even want me? He could always have another woman. I would always
be the one to lose.
These were the times I hated being a woman.
When I neared the dining room, my heart was pounding so hærd in my chest. I knew Lucian was waiting
there, and I was both angry and nervous, maybe more angry than nervous.
I slowly opened the door and walked in,side. Lucian was sitting at the table and he stared right at me
when I entered the room. I forgot to breathe for a moment when his eyes met mine, but I quickly
reminded myself how angry and hurt I was. I tried to suppress my angry. It was important to control
myself if I wanted to win this war.
“Won’t you sit down?” he asked, gesturing to the seat next to him.
Saying nothing, I made my way to the table and down while all while avoiding to meet his gaze.
“Did you have a good night’s sleep?” He asked. Of course not, but I am sure you did.
“Yes, I did, Your Highness.” I said in a flat tone. He looked at me, surprised.
“Won’t you ask me?”
“Did you sleep well, Your highness?” I asked, using the same tone again. He chuckled.
“That’s not what I meant. Will you not ask why I never came last night?”
“I don’t have any right to ask, Your Highness.” He frowned and looked at me, confused.
“Hazel?” he said in a firm but soft voice that sent shivers down my spine. I resisted the urge to look up
and meet his gaze.
“Look at me.” he demanded. No way I would do that. His eyes were my weakness and I wouldn’t show
him my weakness right now.
When I didn’t do as he said, he grabbed my chin and lift my head up slightly.
“Look at me, Hazel.” He said even softer this time. I couldn’t help but look up and gaze into his eyes.
“Is something wrong?” he asked.
“No, Your Highness.”
“Don’t call me that.” He said sounding slightly irritated now. Good. He should be more than that.
“All right.” was all I said. He sighed.
“You seem to be in a terrible mood compared to how you dressed.” He said as his eyes traveled along
my face down to my chest. His gaze felt like a hot iron on my skin.
“I am not hungry, excuse me.” I said standing up, ready to get away from there only to make him angry
but before I could move he grabbed my arm and pulled me against the table trapping me between him
and it.
“Are you taunting me wife? You dress so beautifully and you smell so good, but you are running away.”
“I am not running, I am just not hungry.” I said, trying to sound innocent. His eyes got darker.
“But I am.” he said slowly, leaning closer. He placed each hand on each side of my body so that I couldn’t
get away, then he placed his head on the side of my neck. I could feel his hot breath on my skin.
“I can’t…” he breathed heavily as his l-ips brushed against my skin. I tilted my head back, wanting him to
k-ss every inch of my skin. He leaned even closer, pressing his body to mine as his l-ips traveled up to my
jawline until they brushed mine. A soft brush that made me curl my toes.
“You should stop me.” he breathed before crushing his l-ips on mine. Yes, I should stop him. Why am I
k-ssing him? How could he k-ss me with those l-ips that had k-ssed another woman last night? Just
thinking about that made me fuming with anger, and I bit his lip.
He pulled away with a hiss and brought his fingers up to his lip. He was bleeding. He wiped the blood
with his thumb and then licked his l-ips.
I hadn’t meant to bite him that hærd, so I was shocked at first, but then I thought he deserved it. Now
come on, get angry. But he just stared at me.
“I am sorry, Your Highness.” I said, adding the last part to anger him. He walked closer, his eyes never
leaving mine then he traced my l-ips with his thumb.
“You had a little blood there.” he said. What? I felt like he was toying with me so I decided to tell him
straight up to go to hell or go back to that blonde but got interrupted by a knock on the door. Lincoln
entered shortly after and when he saw us standing so close to each other “I can come back” he said and
turned around quickly.
“What is it Lincoln?” Lucian asked still standing like he did trapping me with both his body and gaze.
Lincoln turned around slowly but kept looking down.
“Princess Klara is waiting for you in the garden.” He said. Klara? Why was she waiting for him?
“Tell her I am on my way.” Lucian said. Lincoln bowed and left.
“What does she want?” I asked.
“I thought you were uninterested?” He smirked. “Follow me if you want to know.”
I considered following him for a while, but then just decided I should. I could not let him go alone to
meet Klara when I knew her intentions. If she could do anything to get a married man, I had to do
everything to keep my man for myself.
Klara stood in the middle of the garden wearing an armor, but still looking as beautiful as ever. Her
blonde hair glowed like the sunlight and her eyes were as blue as the summer sky. Yes, she was
absolutely beautiful and blonde, just how Lucian liked his women I guess.
I could see how the soldiers that were gathered in the garden couldn’t stop staring at her. Did Lucian
find her that beautiful too?
“Good morning princess Hazel and … Lucian, I am glad you kept your word.” She smiled as we neared. In
the back of the garden, I could see Astrid sitting comfortably on a chair.
“Don’t be too excited,” he said in a serious tone and it surprised me they spoke so casually to each
other, which bothered me. Lucian had explained on our way that Klara wanted to have a fight with him.
Something seemed suspicious to me.
I sat next to Astrid while Lucian grabbed a sword, ready to fight with Klara.
“I don’t know why my sister insists to fight with him. It’s clear that he is going to win.” Astrid said. Yes, if
it was true that he killed hundreds of men on his own, then one woman wouldn’t be a problem.
Klara began to swing her sword at Lucian and he was avoiding every swing swiftly without even raising
his. At last he raised his sword and blocked one of her attacks. This time he started attacking her and it
looked like she had a hærd time defending herself. He had a smirk on his face and told her something I
couldn’t hear.
They fought back and forth and it looked like Lucian was going easy on her. He didn’t even seem to try. I
bet he could do this blindfolded. Klara, on the other hand, was p-nting and her hair got a little messy,
but she wasn’t willing to give up.
Lucian swung his sword at her and just as she was to block his attack it looked like she changed her mind
half ways and Lucian sword cut her on the upper arm. Blood seeped from the wound. It felt as if the
time stood still for a while because everyone was quiet and chocked before Astrid rose from her seat
and ran to her sister.

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 25

I stood there and watched while Lucian examined Klara’s arm. I was sure she did it on purpose.

“I am all right.” She said blinking with her long lashes, something I noticed she does often in Lucian’s
presence.

“Are you sure.” He asked looking at her wound again. He probably felt guilty, but she was the one that
wanted to fight and she was doing all this on purpose. She was doing it to get close to him.
Why do I always have to fight for him? I was tired of it.
Not wanting to see any of it anymore, I decided to leave.

I was hurt, angry, tired. Should I have stayed with my parents? Did I make a mistake by coming here with
Lucian? Tears filled my eyes and not wanting anyone to see me cry, I walked faster through the halls.

When I got around the corner I bumped into someone and stumbled backwards.

“I am sorry, My Lady, I didn’t see you coming.” Oliver said, startled.

“It’s all right” I said, trying to walk past him as I didn’t want him to notice that I was crying. But he did.

“Are you all right, My Lady?” He asked concerned.

“Yes, I am fine.” I tried to smile.

“Just tell me and I will kill whoever made you cry.” He said. I looked up to see if he was joking but he
wasn’t which suddenly made me want to laugh.

“It’s no one you can kill.” I said.

“Is it the king? His sisters?” I shook my head. He seemed to think about who it could be. I could see he
was taking this seriously.

“Why don’t you just take me outside the castle?” I suggested. His eyes w¡dened.
“It’s not safe, My Lady.”

“But you are with me.” I said.

“I would if we were back home, but there are crazy people in this kingdom. It’s not safe outside the
castle.” He said apologetically.

“Please, no one has to know.” I said. I really needed to get out and do something to make me forget
about everything. He sighed after thinking for a while.

“All right, but we won’t go far.” he said. I gave him a big smile.

“So you won’t tell me who made you cry?”
“No.” I shook my head as we walked not far away from the castle.
“Are you married?” I asked him.
“Yes, My Lady.”

“Do you love your wife?” I didn’t want to be prying or make him feel uncomfortable, but I couldn’t help
but ask.
“Very much, My Lady.”

“Would you be with another woman beside her?”
“No, My Lady.” He then went silent for a while before saying,
“His Highness cares for you a lot. I have never seen him care so much about anyone.”
I guess he put the pieces together.
“We shouldn’t go any further. I have no weapons to protect you.” Just as he finished his sentence four
men appeared from behind the trees holding swords in their hands. It was as if they have been waiting
there for us. Oliver placed himself in front of me immediately.

“Run!” he said. I didn’t know who these people were, but I could see they were dangerous. I couldn’t
leave Oliver here, but when he yelled “Run!” louder this time I started running.
I felt guilty for leaving him, especially when I was the one who convinced him to take me out. God, what
have I done? Who were these men? Would he be ok? I stopped in my tracks when I remembered he had
no weapons. I couldn’t just leave him but before I could think of doing anything, a hand came around my
wa-ist and another one covered my face with a piece of clothes. I tried to struggle against the grip and
breath for air but a stinging smell filled my nose and slowly my eyelids became heavy and my body went
limb.

Opening my eyes slowly, I gro-ned at the pain in my head.

“My Lady? Are you awake?”

I blinked several times before I could see Oliver tied to a chair.

“Don’t worry, I will take us out of here.” He said. His clothes were torn and soaked in blood.

“Are you okay?” I said my voice horse. My throat burned and felt sore. I needed something to drink, but
I was tied to a chair too. I looked around the room, it was empty.

“Who were those men?” I asked as fear crept its way into my mind. Oliver opened his mouth to say
something, but the door to the room opened and five men entered.
“I see you are finally awake.” one of them said, holding a dagger in his hand. “Let’s get straight to
business. How much are you willing to pay us young man?” he said, looking at Oliver.

“Let her go and I will pay you an amount you could only dream of.” Oliver said. The man laughed.

“No no, you bring us the money then we will let the lady go.” the man said.

“No, you let her go, you can keep me and I will bring the money.”

“Listen young man, don’t tell me what to do. Just do what I say or I will scar your wife’s beautiful face ,”
he said as he walked behind me and placed the dagger on my cheek.

My heart pounded so hærd in my chest, and I never got so scared in my life before.

“Don’t touch her!” Oliver said, “trust me you touch a hair in her head and you will regret it.” He said in a
threatening voice.

Now all of them laughed.

“Ooh I am so scared. Take him and make him bring the money.” he ordered the other men.
Two men untied Oliver from the chair, but his arms and legs were still tied, then they dragged him out of
the room. Oliver didn’t struggle this time, he probably knew it was pointless.

“You are a beauty, by the way.” the man said, grabbing my face in his hand. “but you know what? I hate
rich people.” He continued disgusted.

“Yeah but come on, brother. She is beautiful.” the other one said as he eyed my br-asts, and I regretted
immediately that I wore this dress today. I regretted that I went outside of the castle and I regretted not
listening to Oliver, but now was too late. I knew what these men wanted to do to me. I could see it in
their lustful gazes.

My head throbbed so hærd it was hurting and my heart pounded painfully in,side my chest. I felt like
throwing up because of fear.

“Money is our priority.” the man said.
“Yeah but we can still have fun and get the money.” The man looked at me and licked his l-ips as his arm
slid down to my throat and slowly further down. I was scre-ming in,side, but nothing came out of my
mouth. Tears filled my eyes as he grabbed my br-ast and squeezed it.
“Shh don’t cry.” he said and placed his finger on my l-ips. “I hate tears.”

Anger took over, and I bit his finger then scre-med as loud as I could for help, but the other man slapped
me across the face so hærd I could taste blood in my mouth. My sore throat burned even more from the
scre-m and my cheek stung so much I wanted to cry.

“Bloody wh-re!” the one I bit said looking at his finger. As if it wasn’t enough with one slap he slapped
me again on the same cheek. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head backward. I had the urge to
spit on his face, but I wouldn’t be able to handle another slap. My face was already in so much pain.

“I will make you regret that you even thought of biting me.”

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