Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (digital book reader .txt) 📕

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Sarah,lost her parents when she was of fragile age, grew up with her best friend, and is living her stable life with a perfectly paid livelihood and a caring, extremely loving boyfriend. Nothing seems to matter anymore....until the night she finds herself adducted by the man of her nightmares.

A simple girl who is forcefully taken from her home and separated from her family to serve almighty Lucifer Ximen Celeste.

The cursed hybrid. The most powerful creature of the night, an abomination. A creature who is unable to control his powers and is trapped within his darkness.

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"But you need to understand that forgiveness is for past reconciliation, not for future consideration."

"Sar—"

I didn't give him time to say anything. I stormed off from there. I knew if I would stay there any longer, I would be a crying mess. And this was the last thing I wanted to do, to cry in front of him.

I dust off the tears as I dabbed my eyes with my palms, to wipe away tears.

I didn't realize where I was going. I lost my way. Whatever this place was, it was huge, remarkably huge. Now, I was in the hallway with golden lights blinking on top of the ceiling and white walls covered with paintings.

But one painting snatched my attention from others. It was a portrait of a lady. It was a painting of a woman. She had beautiful raven hairs falling onto her hips, making them look like a waterfall. She was wearing a white wedding gown, that was flowing around her. She was looking serene. And oh gosh!

Her eyes! They were golden. Beautiful. They were golden like antique jewelry. She was beautiful but still, her eyes caught my attention the strongest. I could feel drawn to her.

Who was she?

I blinked as I felt myself connect with her just looking at her eyes. My heart was pounding as loud as drums.

"What are you doing here?"

I jumped as I loud voice echoed through the hallway. My eyes bulged as I turned around.

"I...I was—"

Before I could say anything, I felt myself being slammed against the wall. My soul shivered with fright.

"Let's try again, what are you doing here, alone?" He gritted.
He wasn't pleased with me. His jaw clenched as rage took over his body.

"I w-was just-“ A whimper passed my lips as he tighten his hold on my neck. This mortification was too vulnerable for me to bear. The fear that he had installed in me was bone-chilling.

"Fucking answer me." He ordered in a dominating tone. And felt myself going into the deeper abyss of darkness.

"Yes," I frantically nodded, wanting to free myself from him as soon as possible.

His jaw twitches as he looked behind me.

The painting. His eyes flickered to red for a second and he was immediate to cover emotions in his eyes and glared down at me.

"Good."

I trembled as his hands traveled down my body. My breathing shortened as his fingers traced my inner thighs running along the hem of my panties. New fear started building.

"No... Please!" I struggled to get out of his grip.
He didn't say anything, instead, he pushed his fingers inside my panties, making me gasp.

My breathing quickened as he parted my quivering legs. He pushed his thumb against the bundle of nerves at the apex and rubbed around in slow circles.

Before I could say anything he slammed his lips against mine, taking my breath away. I struggled, trembled but nothing seemed to work. He was way stronger than me.
He sucked my bottom lip aggressively as he pushed his finger in my tight canal. Every whimper and cry of protest was swallowed by his mouth.

"You are mine." His aggressive, rough tone just made it worse as he pushed another finger inside, making my insides shiver. He pumped harshly as his lips played with mine.

This was not what I wanted.

This was utter humiliation.

He was assaulting me in the middle of the hallway and I hated myself to feel this way. I strangled gasp left my throat when I heard someone interrupting us.

"Luci—, Fuck."

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