Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 6

His voice, his scent, the warmth from his body, all filled my senses and made me unable to think clearly. Before I knew it he was carrying me to our chamber, and then laid me down on the bed. Bed? Wait, no! 

He lay down beside me and when I tried to get up, he put an arm around my shoulders and held me down.

"Lay still and let me hold you," he said, taking his arm away from my shoulders and putting them around my waist instead.

"Why?"

"Because I like holding you and you like it when I do it," he replied.

"And how would you know?" I said, a teasing lilt to my voice.

"What? You don't like it?" I was afraid that if I said I liked it he would want to take it to the next level, but I didn't want to lie either.

"It's... alright," I said cautiously, a shy smile making its way to my face. He grabbed my chin and made me turn around to face him.

"Is my touch just alright?" 

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He let go of my chin and traced with his fingers down my neck and up my shoulder, removing my robe from one side. My pulse quickened and my skin tingled where he had touched. He leaned closer. "I don't think so," he whispered.

"You... promised not to do anything," I said.

"No I didn't. I promised to treat you well." Oh god! That was true. He never promised to not consummate the wedding, and who knows what treating me well means to him. I pulled myself away from his grasp and climbed down from bed.

Clearing my throat, "I am hungry," I blurted. "Aren't you?"

He smiled a devilish smile. "Oh, I am very hungry," he said, scanning me with eyes that showed hunger for something other than food. My heart skipped a beat, but I ignored it.

go and eat," I said, turning around and walking away

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his body and focus on eating his breakfast. He glanced at his wife at the same time she glanced at him. Their eyes met and she looked down quickly, her cheeks turning a light pink. He wanted to reach for her

some work to do," he announced and strode out of the

burning and his heart

didn't bother to look at him, and his brothers shot him angry glances. He took a seat and listened

duties," the king said, looking at each of his sons except Lucian before walking

on his face. "Your wife seems very fond of you," Pierre insinuated. Lucian knew his brother was trying to pick a fight

to you, Lucian! Don't you dare ignore me. I am the crown prince and in the future I will be your king, so you

am already not on your bad side," he said. "And you know what?

and when I do," he leaned closer, "I will get rid of you and make your beautiful wife my

but to no avail. He was too angry and nothing could stop him now. He sat atop his brother and started punching him, the rest of his brothers unable to hold him back. He was too strong for them. He took some time to knock down some of them before he continued with his punching. Guards

Even though there were many guards now coming into the room, they

Someone yelled from the door. Everyone

Highness, we

not children anymore, and you dare

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Highness." A maid came running into the garden.

I asked,

"He is getting whipped."

in panic. What on earth could he

dropped at the sight of him. He was handcuffed too, although he still stood, unlike the other men. His shirt was torn to rags with blood steadily soaking through it. One whip landed on his back and I almost screamed, but he didn't make a sound. He didn't even grimace. He was staring at something.

is a prince. Why is

the maid explained. "He had

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