Married to the devil’s son episode 30 – 31

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 30

“Excuse me?” Lucian said unsure of what Rasmus meant. Why would a king want his sister to become a
second wife when she was a princess.
“You know that my sister Klara likes you. I would of course like her to get married to someone who isn’t
already married, but I know she won’t accept someone else than you.”

“Did she tell you that?”

“No, but I know my sister.” Rasmus said. Lucian sighed. He already had enough problems on his plate
and know he had to deal with yet another problem.

“I have a meeting to attend, think about what I said carefully.” He said looking displeased himself before
he left Lucian to stand alone there.

“Your highness, as your personal adviser I suggest you take princess Klara as your second wife.” Lincoln
said who had been listening to their conversation.

“You need a friend at the moment not another enemy. Besides taking her as your wife will help you
even when you become a King, I am sure her highness will understand. ”

Lucian wasn’t sure about that. Hazel was already angry with him and he had hurt her enough. He didn’t
want to anymore. Maybe if he spoke to Klara he might change her mind.

Tonight at the party, he would speak to her.
***
“My lady, I have brought the books.”

“Thank you. You may leave.” Placing the books on the table the maid left.

Picking one of the books I started to read but my thoughts wondered to Lucian. What was he doing
now? Was he dancing with Klara at the party? Shutting the book angrily I put it aside. It wasn’t keeping
me interested enough to forget about Lucian.
Dracula.

I thought I heard the name somewhere. Yes right, the bloodthirsty king had told me the story of Dracula,
the man who made a deal with the Devil.

Grabbing the book I looked at its front. It was bound in brown old leather and smelled of dust. I slowly
opened it, the pages were cracked and barely holding together. As I looked at the page the first word I
read was Draco.

Draco, it was what the bloodthirsty king called Lucian.

Draco is the latin word for Dragon.

Did the king lie to me? Why did he say it meant devil? I continued reading.

The dragon is the largest snake of all snakes and is the…
A spicy scent filled the room and made me look around. Was Lucian here? Looking around I found no
one. Strange. I tried to go back to reading but felt a presence in the room, as if someone was watching
me. My heart started to beat faster in fear while my eyes scanned the room ready to run as soon as I
found a threat.

“Lucian?… Lucian? Are you here?” I called but got no answer.

Suddenly the door opened and I jumped. Lucian entered the room walking unsteadily. His cheeks were
flushed and his l-ips red. He smelled of wine, no spicy scent.

“Where have you been?” I asked standing up.

He ran his fingers through his hair to remove it from his face then he looked at me.

“At the party…dancing with Klara…incase you wanted details.” He said trying to keep his balance. Was
he trying to anger me? Strangely I didn’t get angry, instead I went to help him.

“Let me help you.” I said. I placed his arm on my shoulders and put mine around his wa-ist, then walked
him up to bed. As soon as we reached the bed he collapsed on it. I had never seen him like this before.

What had made him drink this much?

He must have been sad because his father died. I guess he did care after all.

“Take this off?” he said trying to get out of his robe.

The royal robes were heavy and uncomfortable to sleep in. Grabbing the robe I helped him get out of it.

“And this too.” he said pointing at his shirt. I could see he was wearing nothing underneath.

“You are going to be cold.” I said.

“No, it’s too hot. ”

Opening the buttons on his shirt I helped him take it off as well.

“Now let me help you.” Grabbing my wa-ist he pulled me down on the bed.

“Help me with what?” I panicked.

“Taking your clothes off.” He stated simply tugging at my robe.

“No!” I tried to get up but he pinned me down with his body.

“I am sorry wife, but I won’t take no for an answer today.”

“Lucian! You are not in a right state of mind. You will regret this, now let me go.” I urged.
“I already regret it. I regret everything and I keep regretting.” He said and went back to trying to take my
robe off looking both angry and sad. I was confused.

“Do you regret getting married me?” I asked.

How could I worry about this now when he was trying to
strip me. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me for a while, then he leaned closer and I thought he
was going to k-ss me but he collapsed on my body
“Lucian? Lucian?” When I got no answer I carefully pushed him away.

He landed on his back, he had already fallen asleep.

I let my eyes sweep over his half-n.a.k.e.d body before grabbing the sheets and covering him. I just
hoped his answer would be no.

***

Lucian woke up, his head throbbing in pain. So this is how it felt like to have a headache, then he was
glad he never had one before. Sitting up he removed the sheets and realized he was wearing nothing on
his upper body. Wait! How did he even come here?

Slowly pieces of his memory came back. He remembered drinking too much, Hazel trying to push him
away but him telling her he would not take no for an answer.

What had he done to her? His heart started to pound in fear and he became afraid to remember the
rest. What if he had hurt her? Just what had he done to her? This time he tried to remember but he
couldn’t. He didn’t know if he should be relieved or more worried now.

Hazel. Where was she? He had to find her and make sure she was alright.

Making his way to the bathroom he threw the door open. There she was, bathing in flower-scented
water while some maids rubbed scented oils into her hair and skin.

Gasping they pulled themselves away as he neared.

“Your Highness.” They said and bowed.

Hazel turned around, her eyes w¡dening as she saw him.

“Leave us.” He ordered and the maids hurried away.

Hazel pulled her legs to her chest to cover herself as her cheeks flushed red.
“Lucian? What are you doing here?”

He walked closer as his eyes carefully scanned her body to see if she was hurt. She pulled her legs even
closer to her chest and shyly covered her shoulder with her w-t hair.

“Are..are you alright?” He asked.

“Huh?” She looked confused. “Yeah, if you could only stop staring.” She said as she made an attempt to
cover herself once again.

She didn’t look hurt and listening to her heartbeat she wasn’t scared of him either. He sighed in relief.

“Turn around.” She said “I need to get dressed.”

“I have already seen you n.a.k.e.d.” Her cheeks flushed a bright red. He tried hærd not to remember her
n.a.k.e.d body, he didn’t want to wake his demon.

“Still…” She said stubbornly.

Usually, he would enjoy teasing her at moments like this but he decided not to this time.

“I’ll wait for you outside.” He said and left her.

At least she wasn’t angry with him anymore.

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 31

Lucian paced back and forth in the room as he waited for Hazel. He needed to speak to her today, be
honest with her and tell her about the situation with Klara. That would be the right thing to do he
thought.

The smell of food interrupted his thought. He couldn’t remember the last time he enjoyed food or s.e.x.

No wonder his demon was hungry to come out.

A few maids came in with the breakfast and started serving. Now and then they would look his way and
blush. He was used to maids ogling at him but this time something was off.

“Your Highness the breakfast is ready.” A maid informed looking down as her cheeks turned red.

Really what was wrong with these maids?
“Yes, you may leave.”

They bowed and left giggling. Lucian continued with his pacing not giving a thought to why the behaved
like that until Hazel came into the room. She was wearing a simple light pink gown and her reddish-
brown hair was still w-t from the bath. Oh, how he wanted to run his fingers through her hair.

He quickly put his hands behind his back to prevent himself from doing anything stupid.
“Lucian?”

“Yes.” He shook his head. He was probably staring.

“Why are you still half-n.a.k.e.d?” She smiled. What? Looking down at his body he realized he hadn’t
gotten dressed yet. He now understood why the maids behaved strangely.

He had been thinking too much about Hazel that he had even forgotten about his own clothes.

“Ah…yes..” what was he supposed to say ?” I was about to get dressed.”

She just smiled at him. That smile, it was his weakness.

He quickly put something on then went to the breakfast table where Hazel was already sitting.

Usually the husband sits first then the wife, but he didn’t mind Hazel sitting down before him. He never
understood those stupid rules anyways.
Hazel stood up and poured some tea for him.
“It will help with your headache.” She said.
He picked the cup, from the scent he could tell it was ginger tea. He took a sip, he didn’t like the taste
but if it really would help with his headache then he would drink it all.

“About last night…I hope I didn’t do anything to upset you.” He said carefully.
She took a sip of her tea.

“Well… you just pushed me down on the bed and tried to take my clothes off and you told me you
danced with Klara.”

He remembered the part where he was trying to take her clothes off but not the other one.
“I am sorry.”

Lately, he had been apologizing too much. Actually twice but it was a lot for him.

“I am sorry too… for saying that I almost got r.a.p.ed because of you.”

Why? Why did she have to apologize for that? Why was she suddenly nice and not fighting with him
anymore? It only made him feel more guilty for what happened and for what might happen.

“Hazel…Rasmus wants me to marry his sister.” He said it quickly before he could change his mind then
he looked down afraid to see Hazel’s hurt or disappointed expression.

I knew it. I knew the bloodthirsty king would ask for something in return and that it probably would be
something like this. We shouldn’t have come here but where would we go? As soon as we step out of
this castle I knew we wouldn’t be safe.

I looked at Lucian. He wasn’t looking at me for some reason.

“So what did you tell him?” I asked trying to keep my calm.

“I haven’t given him an answer yet.”

“Why?” He could have said yes. It was a very common and normal thing for men to have many wives
and now when he was in a difficult situation were his marriage could save his life I wondered why he
hadn’t said yes.

He looked at me confused.

“Aren’t you angry?” he asked.

Angry? No I wasn’t angry. I was feeling as if my heart was being squeezed. The thought of sharing Lucian
with another woman, with Klara felt like a knife in the heart, twisting.

Really, what was I expecting? I knew I was marrying a prince and that it is not only common but a must
for princes to have many wives. Wives meant allies and more power.

“No.” Was all I could think of saying when I actually wanted to say a lot of things. But what could I say? I
couldn’t tell him not to marry Klara because that would get us both killed, even though that is exactly
what I wanted to say.

Lucian looked troubled. He didn’t even touch his breakfast. I haven’t seen him eat once these last few
days.

“How is Oliver?” I asked trying to change the conversation.

He finally lift his head to look at me.

“He is fine.”

“I should go and see him.”

“You don’t have to. I will ask Lincoln to send him to you.” He said standing up. “I should get dressed and
leave, I have things to take care of.”

“But you haven’t eaten anything.”

“I am not hungry.” He said and went to the bathroom.

As I was left alone everything started to sink in.

Klara, Lucian was going to marry Klara. I was going to share my husband with someone else and I
couldn’t do anything about it. I knew this day would come I just didn’t know it would come this soon. I
thought I could have Lucian to myself at least a few years.

Lucian walked out of the bathroom fully dressed but his hair still messy.

“I can brush your hair.” I suggested standing up.

He looked at me confused.

“If you like.”

He went to the dresser and sat in front of the mirror, then he watched my every movement in silence.

Picking the brush from the dresser I began to brush his hair. So soft, so smooth, I wanted to make a
pillow of it.

“I think it’s enough.” He said after a while and stood up. Turning around he gazed into my eyes before
leaning down and giving me a quick k-ss.
“Thank you.” He smiled and then left quickly.
I just stood there, surprised by the k-ss. Why was I behaving like a little girl? It wasn’t the first time we
k-ssed but it still gave me a tingling feeling in my stomach.

There was a knock on the door.

“Come in.” I called and shortly after Oliver walked in.

“Oliver.”

“Your Highness,” he greeted looking down.
“I am glad you are alright,” I said walking closer but he quickly dropped to his knees.
“I am sorry, I failed to protect you.”

“What are you doing?” I said shocked. “Stand up.”

He slowly lift his head looking ashamed.
“It’s not your fault, I was the one who insisted you take me out. I should apologize.” I explained.

“No! Don’t.!” He almost yelled. “It’s my duty to protect you and I failed.”

There was no point in arguing with him I thought.

“Alright,” I said. “It’s your fault but I forgive you if you help me.”

He looked up surprised but then stood quickly up to his feet.

“Anything you need, I will do it for you.”

“First I want you to be my person.” His eyes w¡dened. Him being my person meant that he would serve
me before Lucian.

“Your Highness,” he looked slightly confused.
“I am not telling you to betray His Highness, I am just saying you should serve me first. Didn’t you say
you would do anything for me?” He seemed to think for a while but then nodded.

“How may I help you?” He asked.

“I want you to help me stop His highness from marrying Klara.”

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