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222. I WILL HEAL YOU
SIGRIDSuddenly, a strange feeling stirred inside me. I was slow when it came to relationships, but I wasn’t an idiot.It was obvious that Silas was attracted to Electra—his actions told me that. I wasn’t forcing him to do anything.I lowered my gaze, and through his dark pants, I saw the sticky stain of his released desire. I hadn’t even touched him. He was only giving me pleasure—or rather, this body—and yet, he had cum.Could it be because of the compatibility of our magic?The soul resonance theory felt less crazy each time.But Silas thought that magic belonged to Electra—it didn’t.“Silas, my name is Sigrid. I’m not this woman. Your dark, cursed magic craves mine, mine, not Electra’s.”I lowered my head and closed my eyes, sitting on the bed, now trembling from the cold, pulling my exposed legs close.I could feel my intimacy swollen from the penetration of that hard object.“Does it hurt?” Suddenly, a voice spoke near me, and I looked up. He was leaning over me.His brow furrow
223. DEADLY DINNER
SIGRIDI lifted my eyes to the reflection and caught him staring at my neck, only for him to completely pretend he wasn’t!“Bad slave, I could punish you for that! Instead of fingering my pussy, you should’ve applied the balm here!”“My lady, I can brush your hair,” he said, leaning in and picking up the brush, playing dumb.No one said anything.I pulled the fallen sleeve of the nightgown back into place and nodded.My eyes drifted to the side of his neck, where the deep bite I left glared back at me, red and fierce.The truth was, he hadn’t sunk his teeth into me the way I had into him.Well, whatever—we’re a pair of lunatics, no point denying it.The soft brushing felt amazing.He patiently ran the brush through every strand, caressing my hair with his hands, my scalp, the nape of my neck, my forehead.Who taught him to do this so well?For a second, I imagined him doing this with Lucrecia, and my blood boiled in my veins.I needed to think of something else, but remembering Lucrec
224. CAN I KILL HER NOW?
SIGRIDObviously, and I don’t blame her—if you’re swallowed in darkness where no light reaches, and all you can see is a golden eye staring at you like a snake waiting to devour you.“I…” she steps back in terror.“Better stand in the other corner,” I order with a sigh, avoiding a tragedy.Silas suddenly steps out from the corner where he had stationed himself.He goes to the table and starts finely carving the meat the way I like it, serving the things I prefer onto my plate, trimming off the fatty bits of ham I don’t like, and pouring a bit of wine into my glass.All done with skill and speed—I sit there, stunned, realizing he’s memorized all my preferences.Must be part of his training to be the perfect slave.“My lady, I’ll turn up the heat. You should take off that heavy cloak—it’ll be uncomfortable to eat in. Shall I bring you a lighter one?” he asks, playing it casual.But his hands are already moving to lower the fluffy cloak, to reveal the top of my body.The burgundy dress I
225. MY FAVORITE SLAVE
SILASWhen everyone was asleep, in the shadows, I began to hear low moans.I approached the door to her room in the service quarters.I hated that my lady hadn’t sent her to the barracks—why did she have to give her special treatment?Now I understood why; she was smart, she had her own plans."Mmmm, my lady is so beautiful…""I love my lady… mmm, my lady, I want to touch you…" came the indecent feminine whispers.I clenched my teeth and punched the wall, knocking a chunk of the old bricks loose.I had to control myself; I couldn’t alert the other servants or give in to this murderous impulse.That whore was moaning as if she were in bed with my lady; it must’ve been the spell—she probably thought she was pleasing her in her room.It was all fake, but just imagining the scenes running through her filthy mind made my blood boil.The delusions of this slave didn’t matter. My lady only found pleasure with me. She fell asleep in my arms, so small, so perfect…An intense feeling burned in
226. "GRAY"
LUCRECIAI told him everything he hated to hear, everything that made him feel more vulnerable, more resentful—because that’s what made him rougher with me.That delicious tingling ravaged my pussy while those golden eyes devoured me with bitterness.But hate is also passion, and no one had ever taken me with such vehemence in my life.“Gray, cum inside your mistress, cum for me, my silver-haired boy… ahhh, Gray, oh yes, darling! Graaaay!”I was right on the edge, just a few more thrusts, just a little more, but then I heard a growl and felt the milky essence filling my pussy.I snapped my eyes open, furious.That fucking slave had cum before me again, he couldn’t even handle a few quick thrusts!“You idiot!” I slapped him with all the pent-up rage I felt.I grabbed the other end of the chain and stood up, frustrated and left wanting again.He collapsed to the floor, clutching his head, curling up in a fetal position, whimpering.That enraged me even more, so I started whipping him wi
227. IT'S FOR YOUR SAFETY
SIGRID“You don’t need to put my shoes on, Silas, I can do it myself,” I snatched the boots from his hand and slipped them on alone.Honestly, having someone constantly around helping me with everything was starting to give me a headache.But his silent presence didn’t bother me—I allowed it. Still, something told me the storms were about to roll in.“My lady, I’ll quickly head to my room to change. The blue suit you had tailored for me—do you think it’s appropriate?” he suddenly stood up in a rush.“Better if I try it on, and you can tell me…”“Wait, Silas,” I stopped him as he was turning his back.“There’s no need for you to change. You’re not coming with me to the party.”I stared at his broad, stiff back. He stayed silent, not turning around, but I could feel it—the whirlwind of emotions stirring inside him.“It’s dangerous. They might recognize you. I don’t know if Lucrecia—”“Is it because of my horrendous appearance?” he spun around suddenly, and I clenched my fists at the des
228. UNINVITED GUEST
SIGRIDThe idea of taking him into the future was growing stronger, but how would I do it?“I’ll be back. Just obey, be good, and I’ll reward you,” I finally let him go, throwing in a bribe for good measure.It hurt to see the redness on his chin. I wanted to heal him, but I couldn’t give in now—or my words would lose all meaning.I turned my back and left the room, slamming the door behind me. I stood in the hallway for a few seconds, gripping the doorknob.I could feel him on the other side, like he was silently screaming for me. I closed my eyes and slipped on Electra’s mask.Today was going to be treacherous and important—I couldn’t fail.Before going downstairs, I secured the door and the room with a simple spell. I’d know if anyone went in or out.If Silas disobeyed me, I’d find out. If anyone else entered here, I’d know that too.*****“Miss Electra,” the butler draped the heavy cloak over my shoulders as he saw me off at the front door.I stepped outside, pulling on my leather
229. LURKING IN THE DARKNESS
SIGRID“Of course, my lord. If you’ll accompany me on the way to the mansion… truth is, I’m still a bit upset,” I replied, sticking to all these silly protocols.He helped me into the carriage, and to the eyes of everyone else, it seemed like a polite gesture, just an apology.The door closed, the curtain was drawn, and the carriage began its ascent up the hill toward the mansion grounds.As soon as we were out of sight, the friendly atmosphere turned cold and hostile.“I’m the one who sent the missive personally. The De la Croix family was not invited to this celebration,” he clarified, surprising me a little, but then he added:“The guest list was handled by the Silver family, allies of my family.”Ahh, now I understood.No matter how much we pretended, the De la Croix and the Silvers were rivals—two powerful families of witches.Morgana and Lucrecia weren’t exactly best friends.“So, what exactly am I doing here, Mr. Vlad?” I asked, my curiosity piqued about this character.Uncle Z
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