Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 5

He took her to his favorite place, a vastly large and brilliantly blue lake. The lake extended as far as the eye could see and not a sound could be heard other than the branches of the willow trees moving in the wind. It was soothing. He would often come here when he wanted to be alone; it was his secret place.

He looked at his wife who looked so happy. She had run down to the edge of the lake and was dipping her feet in the cool water, flicking it with her toes. The water must've been cold, but she didn't seem to care.

He just stood there staring at her. She was beautiful, with her long reddish brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Her dress clung to her body in all the right places, showing off her beautiful figure.

Suddenly, he heard a shrill yell of pain.

Lucian looked around.

"Hazel!"

She wasn't in the water anymore; she was sitting on the ground beside it holding her knee. He rushed to her side.

"What happened?"

"Nothing much, I just fell," she explained.

Her dress was torn and her knee was bleeding.

"Come on, let's take you home," he said, helping her up.

***

Lucian aided me in getting off the horse, but as soon as I shifted my weight onto my leg, my knee started to ache. Not wanting to draw attention I didn't say anything, but Lucian must have known because he put his strong arms behind my knees and back and lifted me with ease.

"What are you doing?" I asked, embarrassed.

"Carrying you," he stated simply.

"I know that, please put me down. I can walk," I said, my face and neck flushing red.

"Wife, if I were to let you walk, we wouldn't reach the room even after sunrise and I would like to get some sleep." 

Did he just call me wife? I liked the sound of it.

As we moved through the halls, the maids and servants looked down quickly as soon as they caught sight of us, and I was thankful for that.

He stopped for a while and told a maid to bring something to clean the wound before walking again.

Upon arrival at our chambers, he put me down on the bed gently as a maid came in with things to clean the wound. He took the kit from her and dismissed her shortly. Taking a seat beside me on the bed, he lifted my dress up above my knee.

fine I can clean it myself." I stuttered nervously.

still," he

the back of my leg, his hand cold yet his touch hot. I wondered how such a strong and tall man could touch so gently. Strangely, his touch made

burning pain interrupted my thoughts

as he continued to

want to complain. As if sensing my pain, he paused and then blew on my wound. When his hot breath touched my skin it made me shiver and curl my

he was doing things to me without

"Feel better?" he asked.

whispered, "thank

pulled my dress

you want me to call a maid for

can manage," I

went into the dressing room and slipped into my nightgown

lit now. Lucian was laying down on the bed looking up at the ceiling. His shiny black hair was spread

the bed he turned his

observation was completely innocent, but it made

eyes followed my every movement. I then laid down on the bed, facing the other way. Even though he

shift on the bed

he whispered, his voice a

to keep

he commanded. I found myself turning around to face

treat you well; you don't have to

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am not,"

anything for a while. He probably knew I

"Goodnight," he finally said.

whispered back feeling more

in the bed, but then realized that

hot breath on my neck and some strands of his soft hair on my shoulder. He smelled good. He had a spicy scent, and somehow I found myself melting in his embrace. I liked it, liked the warm and secure feeling it

he slid his arm away and sat up on the

it?" I asked

but couldn't hear anything. Climbing down from the bed

walked to the door. I

arguing about something. They fell silent as soon as they saw

Highness," they said and

the problem?"

their eyes. One maid in particular was trembling with her hands behind

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