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The Lord Of The Darkness (English Version)

You're just silent, behind the curtain that separates you from the crowd of people you call trash. As if you want to prove that no creature could ever touch you. However, it seems that you are starting to doubt what your initial belief was. Even though killing is one of the goals of your life. But, your heart seems to start beating when you whine. Yes... she is. The little woman whose family you have brutally massacred. The little girl you locked up in your majestic castle. That woman was Grace Hester. Then, do you think Grace will accept you after she finds out that you are the one who massacred her family? Moreover, it wasn't the only thing that made you hesitate to approach her. Your imperfect face makes you even more violent than usual. When your heart begins to be touched with love. Can you convince her? Can you get her to stay by your side?

PrincesAuntum · Ciencia y ficción
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178 Chs

Chapter 9

Nicholas approached, leading Alea to a dark place. He wanted to be satisfied here. The area was a little quiet and dimly lit. Honestly, Nicholas hated the light because the morning was leaving a painful feeling.

"You want to do that here? A stone throw away from this party, Nick?" Alea asked in a surprised tone. Nicholas just smiled. He showed another handsome side of his face.

Yes... his face is perfect. Who would deny that? Nicholas Kyle does have striking good looks. However... that's only for one side. While the other side...

Alea continued to back away as Nicholas tried to squeeze her into a relatively quiet corner of the room. Colorful lights did not illuminate this room. And that made Alea even more curious about Nicholas' handsome face. She knew from the news that the young prince of the Kyle kingdom had striking good looks. That's why, when she saw the man she knew by the name of Marvin around a man who was alone in a place without a touch of light, Alea could immediately guess if it was Nicholas. Yes... Nicholas Kyle. The man that Alea thought to have a handsome face, even though it was seen in a dimly lit place. Or from his intoxicating sharp gaze. Alea wanted Nicholas. Alea wants to be touched by an untouchable man like Nicholas Kyle. So that she could boast to her friends that she could conquer the heart of a cold prince like Nicholas'.

"Yeah... what's wrong with that?" asked Nicholas with a sly grin.

He immediately locked Alea with both hands. He stripped Alea naked with his eyes, even when she was still wearing a dress.

Alea gulped hard. Just looking at Nicholas was enough to make her lose her sanity.

Alea tried to grab Nicholas' chin, but... quickly, the man stopped her. Nicholas didn't like being touched, especially his face, by anyone.

"Let's get this going, Nick." whispered Alea, half moaning.

Nicholas' hands were already on Alea's back, then... he gave the blue-eyed woman sweet kisses on the shoulder.

"Nick..." Alea whispered.

Alea's hand crept, trying to find something that she had been holding. Yes... cell phone. After ensuring her hands were in the right place, she immediately took a picture of Nicholas' face until Nicholas squinted because of the camera flash from Alea's cellphone.

"Damn it!" cursed Nicholas angrily.

He shoved Alea's body harshly then covered the other side of his face. The other side that Nicholas so desperately... hated.

"Sorry, Nick... come on, I just wanted to capture a handsome face—" Alea stopped. Her jaw dropped open as she looked at her portrait.

Yes... that's Nicholas' face, a... hideous face! Alea immediately backed away, her eyes wide in disbelief as if she regretted seducing Nicholas Kyle.

The prince of the Kyle family was not very handsome. His face was marred by an unsightly scar.

"You... you... how dare you touch me, you ugly bastard!" Alea shouted, her index finger pointed right at Nicholas' face. "You're a foul beast, and you're deceiving the world by saying you're a handsome man? The handsome Prince Kyle? Oh my God! Are you out of your mind, sir? And... seeing how disgusting you are makes me grateful if I don't get touched by a misshapen wretch like you! I'm the daughter of a rich businessman, and how presumptuous of you to ask me to surrender my body to you, tsk!"

Nicholas was silent, and he didn't answer Alea's harsh words. However, his eagle eyes stared intently at the figure who was now looking down on him. Again... Nicholas hated that kind of look. Nicholas hated such disgusting treatment.

His jaw clenched, his hand reaching for something that was under his black cloak. He also smirked at Alea, who was now wide-eyed in shock at what Nicholas had brought.

"You know, Miss Omar... no one lives after seeing my face. Therefore, should I cut off your sharp tongue and feed it to my dog? Or..." Nicholas paused, he came closer and pointed his gun at Alea. "Shall I dismember your body and throw it out of here?"

"You-"

BANG!

The party room lights suddenly brightened, the guests started to scream in panic. Marvin and Sean quickly took Nicholas away.

"Did you forget to put a silencer on your gun, Nick?" Sean asked his cousin.

Nicholas was silent, inclined to answer Sean's question. He should have put on a silencer earlier. But, of course... the result wouldn't be as enjoyable if the gunshot sounded loud. And . . . by now, Nicholas could guess how frightened the idiots at the party were. And the feeling of loss felt by Omar.

Nicholas smirked. He longed to see the awful feeling in the world when a family feels hopeless, lost, disappointed, and unable to do anything because the family they love so much was gone.

"Damn!" Nick was upset. Because... of that awful feeling he had felt before.

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This afternoon, Grace had cleaned her room for the second time. Not because she's busy. It's just... she felt he had nothing to do. How can she work like this?

She didn't cook for young Mr Kyle, nor did she do anything. She is only in charge of delivering breakfast, lunch and dinner only. And the rest, her job is to be a jobless person. Yes, of course . . . apart from watering the plants in the little garden next to the Kyles house. The park was only a few weeks in existence because Grace took care of it. Or else she was foolishly conversing with the plants in the garden.

Really, who can she talk to? Nearly everyone in the Kyle household were true professionals. They'd rather keep their mouths shut than have to answer Grace's every question. Or even when Grace tried to get them to talk.