Married to the devil’s son episode 26 – 27

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 26

The man began to untie my hands and legs.
“Hold her down for me.” He yelled.

The other two men grabbed my arms and pulled me down on the cold floor. I began to scre-m and
struggle hysterically. I would rather die than have them ** me.

“Please stop!! Help me!!” I scre-med and every time the man slapped me across the face. I felt no pain
this time, just fear, extreme fear.

He ripped my dress open which made me scre-m so loud it felt as if my throat was bleeding from all the
scre-ming and crying.

God please help me!! Someone help me!!
Suddenly I heard a crushing sound and I couldn’t feel the man’s heavy weight on me anymore. The
hands holding me down were gone and the men were on their feet quickly pulling their daggers out
from their pockets.

“Who are you?” I heard one of them say in a shaky voice. I moved my head to see who had come but
saw the man that just tried to ** me on the floor in a pool of blood, his body unmoving. Was he dead?
Yes, he was. His throat was cut with what looked like sharp claws.

My eyes traveled further around the room looking for a threat or an escape but my gaze landed on
hands with long and sharp claws. Almost animal like except the hands belonged to a human, they
belonged to Lucian. Blood was dripping down his nails and his eyes were red. He looked like the Devil in
my nightmares except he didn’t have any black horns.

“Who are you?” the man repeated with a louder voice but still his voice trembled. He was probably
horrified by the sight in front of him.

“It’s pointless to know when you are going to die anyway?” Lucian replied then suddenly the men were
in flames. They were burning as if someone set them on fire but Lucian was still standing in the same
place. He hadn’t even moved an inch.
Their scre-ms filled the room as they rolled on the floor. The sight was horrifying and my head started to
spin.

Lucian turned his gaze toward me. My heart jumped as I gazed into his blood red eyes while I tried to
cover myself. As he walked toward me he took his robe off, crushing down he covered me with it. To my
surprise I didn’t try to run away from him I just let him gather me in his arms. I wasn’t scared anymore,
strangely I felt safe in this man’s arms, this man who could be the devil himself.

“It’s alright. You are safe now.” he said holding me closer. Sleep now love and before I could think about
the voice in my head I fell asleep.

Pain. Pain was the only thing I felt as I woke up. My head, my face, my throat even my wh0le body was
in pain, especially my arms where the men held me down. Afraid by the memory I looked around for any
threat, but I was back in the castle, so I was probably safe.

A bottle of water on the table caught my attention. I needed water. My throat burned and itched and I
couldn’t take the pain anymore. I made my way to the table quickly ignoring the pain in my body because it was nothing compared to the pain in my throat. I grabbed the bottle of water and emptied it
quickly.

Suddenly Oliver came to mind. Was he safe as well? If something happened to him how could I forgive
myself. I needed to know so I walked toward the door but stopped suddenly when I walked past the
mirror. Taking a few steps back and I stared at my reflection. Dark bruises covered my face, my l-ips were
slightly swollen and chapped and my hair was ragged.

You are at least safe I consoled myself.
“Are you alright?” I jumped at the sound and looked to where it came from. Lucian stood suddenly in
the room with his hands behind his back. He seemed angry and there was an aura of danger around him.

How could I not have heard when he came in?
“I..” my voice cracked and my throat burned. I could barely speak so I just nodded. The way he stood
reminded me of earlier. His red eyes and nails sharp. He really was the Devil or maybe it was my
imagination. But I was sure I saw him, and the men who were suddenly burning, was it his doing?

My head was already hurting but now it hurt even more because of my thinking.

“Oli…ver” I said trying to speak.

“He is alright. Don’t worry about him.” I sighed in relief. Lucian still stood on the same place with a
frown. I knew he was angry I went outside of the castle and that he wasn’t saying anything because of
my condition.

Yes, I know I put myself and Oliver in danger and that I made Lucian worry. I know that everything was
my fault but it was partly his fault too. If he hadn’t gone with that blonde all this would not have
happened.

There were just too many emotions including anger and regret that I felt at the moment. I just wanted
to disappear. Turning around I was about to go back to bed but before I could take a step Lucian already
picked me up.

“I…” I tried to protest but couldn’t finish the sentence because of the pain.

“Shhh…no need to say anything.” He said while he carefully lay me down on the bed.
“Rest now,” he said and I closed my eyes as I didn’t want to look anymore. I didn’t want to feel or think
but my thought wandered back to Lucian standing there with his red eyes as blood dripped down from
his long nails. He killed the men.

Lucian fingers traveling down my cheek disrupted my thoughts.
“You scared me today. I have never been so scared in my life before.” He whispered. Opening my eyes I
looked into his sad and concerned eyes.
“Don’t ever make me worry like that again.” Why am I not scared of him? Instead, a warm feeling spread
through my body as I noticed how worried he had been and that he truly had been scared for me.

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 27

Anger boiled in,side him upon seeing Hazel’s bruised face. He wanted to go back and burn the bastards
all over again and enjoy their scre-ms of pain. He had been so scared and worried when he discovered
that Hazel went outside the castle. If she hadn’t put as much perfume as she did today he would never
have been able to follow her scent and find her.

Never had he let his demon take over completely before, but seeing Hazel get hurt today made his
vision red with anger. He would have burned the wh0le place if Hazel hadn’t been there, but he was
regretful. Regretful because he had shown the beast he was, the devil he was to Hazel. He hadn’t want
her to see that side of him but now she did and when she recovers and remembers clearly what
happened today she would fear him forever.
Leaving hazel to sleep Lucian made his way to the gatehouse while clenching his fists to suppress the
rage he felt. Walking into the guardroom the guards moved out of his way as they sensed his anger.

Oliver laid on the bed as Lincoln attended to his wounds.

“Your highness” Lincoln said standing up immediately. Oliver, on the other hand, was trying hærd to
stand up as he was severely injured but Lucian didn’t feel any empathy at all. Anger was all he felt at the
moment. Anger that Oliver risked Hazel life, he should have known better.

Oliver dropped to his knees in front of Lucian.
“Your Highness, no apology is enough for what I did. I deserve to die.” He said looking down. Ky walked
into the room with a dagger in his hand. He held the dagger out to Lucian.

Lincoln stood at the corner of the room trying to keep a straight face but Lucian could see a hint of fear
in his eyes, and when he took the dagger from Ky’s hands he could hear Lincoln’s heart beat faster.

Oliver still kept his head down while blood dripped from his wounds down to the floor. Everyone was
waiting for Lucian to kill Oliver. He could even hear the other guards voices outside the room. They were
both scared and sad that their friend would leave this world very soon.

Lucian had never killed one of his men before but he never got this angry on one of them either. He
remembered how Hazel had been worried about Oliver and that he had said that Oliver was fine. If he
killed him now what would he tell Hazel? and what would she think about him? Besides, would his anger
disappear by killing one of his men?
Still, he was angry. Angry that oliver had put Hazel’s life in danger. Angry because of the pain Hazel had
to go through today. He knew that it was something she wouldn’t be able to forget, and angry because
she had seen the real him today.

Oliver lift his head up slightly confused by why he was still alive.

“I won’t kill you.” Lucian said. “But it’s not because I forgive you, it’s because of my wife and yours.” It
wasn’t entirely true. Even though he was furiously angry with Oliver he didn’t think he deserved to die
for a mistake, besides looking at his wounds he knew Oliver did try his best to protect Hazel.

Lincoln’s shoulders dropped in relief. Oliver looked at him surprised for a moment.
“Your Highness, please let Her Highness know that I am deeply sorry.” He said looking ashamed.

“You should do that yourself.” Speaking of Hazel he needed to go back before she woke up. Leaving
Oliver behind he left the room but Lincoln was right behind him.

“Did you really think I would kill him?” Lucian asked a little irritated that even Lincoln thought he could
kill someone easily.

“If it didn’t concern Her Highness I wouldn’t think so.” He replied. Lincoln was right. Lucian had thought
about killing Oliver on his way here but had calmed down and come back to his senses.
“Make sure no one knows about what happened today.” Lucian said. Lincoln nodded but kept following
him.

“What is it?” Lucian asked irritated.

“Your Highness…your father, the King is dead.” he said. Lucian stopped in his tracks.
“I am sorry, Your Highness.” Yeah sure he was, but Lucian didn’t feel a bit of sorrow. He tried to look for
an emotion in,side of him but he felt nothing.
“Something else?” he asked starting to walk again.

“Nathaniel and Peter are at war with each other.” His youngest brothers. Lucian knew it was Pierres
doing. Lucian could already see his plan. He would make his brother kill each other and when he is left
alone take the throne.

“Something else?”

“No your Highness.”

“Good, now stop following me.” Lucian said. He couldn’t think of all the information he got just know.

The only thing he could think about now was Hazel.

When he reached the room he was glad that she was still sleeping. Feeling tired himself he laid next to
her and listened to her heart beat and her breathing. It somehow calmed him down. He closed his eyes
and decided to take a nap.

A fresh scent of cinnamon and honey woke him up but he didn’t open his eyes. He could hear Hazel’s
heartbeat nearby. She was very close to him, towering over him. Would she touch him again while
asleep like last time, he was curious to know. She was leaning even closer now and he instantly stiffened
as he realized what she was going to do.
k-ss him.

No! Not now when she was hurt. Not now when some men had already forced themselves on her, he
wasn’t sure he wouldn’t force himself on her too.

Waiting for the k-ss he only felt her fingers on his l-ips. What was she doing? Then he heard a small gasp
before she pulled her finger away.

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