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Married to the Demon Prince

Who knew that a tiny cut to the finger would hook her to the dark lord? * Hell broke loose when the bloodthirsty demon prince and conquerer of the underworld was bonded to a brainless underling by a ring. For generations his ancestors ruled the world with the powerful ring. One day, it vanished from the surface of earth and their power slowly diminished. After searching for it for so long to reclaim what was rightfully theirs, it finally appeared... bonded to a human girl.... and being the direct decendant of the great king and the righful owner of the ring, it enslaved him. ******* Frustrated, Que felt like screaming and punching him, but sadly she couldn't do either. Wiggling her butt, she slid down from his midriff when his hand left her butt briefly only to land back sharply with a smack. Silence. Silence More silence. "Did...did you just spank me?" "Stay still." "That gave you no right to hit me!" "I'll do it again." "Get your paws off me!" "You are the one straddling me." "It was an accident! What were you trying to do?" "That's what they all say." "You... unbelievable!" With a swift motion, he shifted until she was underneath him, his weight crushing her. "Silence I said..." He growled into her ears a large paw covering her mouth. With his free hand he switched off the light. ******* As a famous doom bringer, Que was avoided by everyone. If her childhood sweetheart could abandon her, who wouldn't? Something definitely smells fishy when she got a marriage proposal out of the blue right after her engagement was called off. What's more, its to be signed in three days! . ***** Hi... Yours Truly here, Cover not mine,credit goes to the owner.

Blooming_Safflower · Fantasy
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155 Chs

39. Struck by Disaster.

When Que returned back to the infirmary that night, she collapsed straight on the tiny bed. She was exhausted that she couldn't even move a muscle. She had no idea where she threw down the witch after climbing up the window, probably on some random bed in the infirmary. Her hands felt numb as if it'll fall off anytime. 

She is heavy to be begin with, and the added weight on her back only made it worst.

As soon as her head touched the pillow, she drift of to sleep. She'd slept for long hours, turning around the bed and almost falling off twice. Que felt something was off. Even unconscious, she knew she'd been asleep for long. And the next time she opened her eyes, it was already midday. 

The rays coming from the windows fell on the beds at the end of the room closer to the window, heating up the iron wrought. Thankfully her's was at the other end. The sun was completely up, probably after twelve.

Why haven't anyone wake her up yet?