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The Tyrant's Pet

Aries Aime Heathcliffe. A princess from the small kingdom of Rikhill was loved by all. With her beauty that was enchantingly demure and a wise mind, she had caught a lot of attention and captured the hearts of many. One of them was the dashing crown prince of the Maganti Empire. Overcome by the desire to have her and his interest in the land of the small kingdom, the crown prince of the said empire would stop at nothing. The knights from the Maganti Empire marched across the masses and seized the four-hundred-year-old kingdom of Rikhill. The kingdom of Rikhill fell into ruin overnight. The crown prince left no members of the royal family alive aside from his war trophy, Aries. After suffering in his hands, Aries found the perfect chance to escape. That was when he took her to the world summit. A gathering of each sovereign from each kingdom and empire for peace talks. There, she met the emperor of Haimirich, Eustass Silvestri Abel Bloodworth. Overwhelm by desperation, Aries begged him to take her in. It was too late when she realized that the man she asked for help was far more cruel, twisted, and downright diabolical than the crown prince for taking her as his… pet! EXCERPT: With a pair of crimson eyes hovering over her, Aries held her breath. When the corner of his lips curled up devilishly, she couldn’t react fast as he swiftly flipped their position. She only realized it when she was saddling him, gazing down at Abel, wide-eyed. “No one is above me in this empire and even out — not even the law, but look at you,” he intoned with a devilish smirk. “Staring down on me… so daunting.” Aries bit her lip, planting her palm on her inked chest. “Your Majesty…” “Do you now understand the power you hold, darling?” Abel carefully wrapped his fingers around her wrist, chuffed by her reaction. “Only you, Aries, may go above me and the only person in this world who can look down on me. No one else.” He raised an arm and ran his fingers through the side of her hair, settling his palm on the back of her head before he pulled her down until her face was a palm length away from him. “You better use this at your own disposal,” he whispered, tilting his head as he lifted it up to claim what’s his. HER. Meet Eustass Silvestri Abel Bloodworth, the sadistic tyrant, who reigned an empire with an iron fist. With his pet, Aries’ increasing presence in his boring, dark life, he was set to kill her. But alas, every time he thought of taking her life, he finds himself changing his mind. The more he kept her by his side, the more it got harder to dispose of her. And the more he yearned for something deeper and darker... it was driving him insane. With a secret he was keeping from her, what would Abel do if Aries found out about the rotting truth behind the empire and the emperor? Would he kill her? Or kiss her? Perhaps cage her? And if she found out that Abel wasn’t just a normal human, would she try to escape? Or would she accept that he wasn’t just a demon incarnate? In a complicated world that tainted them black, was love even possible to bloom between a pet and her master? Watch as these two play the dangerous and insane game of love and lust. Who would be the master and the pet? Who was the prey? Read to find out more. --------- Original Story by: alienfrommars FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM for original character arts: @authoralienfrommars Discord server: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e Disclaimer: Cover not mine. Got it from Pinterest. Credits to the artist.

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Shall we bathe together, darling?

"Pet."

Abel raised his brows while she held on to his wrist with both her hands, guiding it to pet her head. No one dared touch him before because whoever attempted would lose their hands or life. But the little surprise she gave him pleased him in a way.

He smiled, chuffed at how she managed not to piss him more. So Abel ruffled her unique emerald hair with delight.

"What a smart pet," he intoned with a chuckle. "Will you bark for me if I told you to?"

'I think I'm saved,' she muttered internally, releasing his wrist and letting him pet her himself.

"Yes," she answered while sporting a weak smile. "Should I?"

"Hmm..." Abel twirled a finger around the tip of her emerald large locks. "No need. I'm not in the mood."

Aries nodded and didn't speak a word. She had long let go of her pride as a human being, as she already learned her lesson from that lunatic in Maganti. So, even if Abel told her she needed to act like a dog, she would.

At least, to Abel, she could stomach doing such things — a tactic she could never do in the Maganti Empire. After all, she never obeyed the crown prince in the Maganti Empire. Her hatred for that crown prince was etched deep in her bones that she would rather get beaten before sucking up to him.

But to Abel... Aries clenched her teeth secretly as she smiled at him. 'I'll make you happy, Your Majesty. Until... I am strong enough to escape and save myself... again.'

"You have nice hair color..." Abel paused as he noticed some blood stained on the strands of her soft hair. He withdrew his hand and his smile instantly disappeared. This made her panic a bit as his mood suddenly went from heaven to hell. She already knew he was fickle, but not this fickle!

"Your Majesty?" she called cautiously, raising her brows as Abel leaned back.

"Darling, rest your head here." He tapped his thigh, but his expression remained grim. "And bring your book."

Aries's breathing suspended, but she still nodded and obeyed his orders. She picked up the book she was reading previously and awkwardly rested her head on his lap. Her feet remained out of the divan, so it was quite an uncomfortable position for her.

"Lay down comfortably," he instructed, noticing how her body was all tensed up. "Lift your leg."

She glanced up at him for a second, lifting her legs up to fit the divan. Aries moved her stiff body until she found her comfort with her head still on his lap. Once again, she set her pair of emerald eyes on him and he was just staring down at her.

'Why is he looking at me as if he will snap my neck for no reason?' she wondered, swallowing down the tension building up in her throat. Instead of wondering, she cleared and throat and forced a smile.

"Do you want me to read you a book, Your Majesty?" she asked, but Abel just tilted his head slightly.

He glanced at the book and let out a dry laugh. "You will read me the history of my empire?"

'Well, do I have a choice? I don't have any other book in here other than the ones Sir Conan left.' That was what she wanted to tell him, but she just pressed her lips into a thin line.

"Sure." Abel nodded as he drew circles on her forehead. "Tell me about the empire. It might somehow kill my boredom."

Aries grasped the sarcasm in his voice, but she still read it in a soft tone. She picked up where she stopped reading, trying to focus on the book even though his fingertips that were stroking her hair tickled her. Her toes curled, stuttering until she couldn't suppress the laughter from slipping from her lips.

"Hah..." she flinched, covering her lips with the book. Her dilated eyes studied him. To her relief, her sudden chuckles didn't seem to offend him, but his brow quirked.

"What?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair.

"It... tickles, Your Majesty," came out a muffled voice, resisting from slapping his hand away.

"So what?" his brow raised even higher, staring down at her. He didn't care if she giggle more, honestly. It sounded pleasant to the ear, but what pleased him more was her struggling face while she suppressed her laughter. He wanted to see how long she would last.

"Go on, read." He perked his chin towards the book that was covering her lips.

Aries took a deep breath, clenching her teeth as she lifted the book. She cleared her throat and read again. She tried to ignore the ticklish sensation traveling through the end of her nerves, but that only made her break out in sweats.

In the middle of her reading, Abel suddenly clicked his tongue. So she stopped and moved her shaking eyes at him.

"You're breaking out in sweats, darling." He pointed out as he wiped her forehead with the back of his hand. Due to the sweat, the speck of dry blood on his hand smeared on her forehead.

"Dirty," he muttered while staring into his palm. But Aries tensed up, believing he thought she was dirty for sweating. Before she could apologize, Abel locked eyes with her and spoke.

"Shall we bathe together, darling?" he asked, causing the beat of her heart to stop for a second. "You've sweated a lot and I'm a little dirty... and bored. Just as I thought, the history is not fun when I already knew it like it was just yesterday."

Aries held her breath as the side of his lips curled up into a smirk. She already prepared herself for warming his bed, so bathing together shouldn't be a problem.

"Alright." She nodded, relieved that he seemed pleased about it. As long as he was pleased, she knew she would survive, and that she was doing a good job. Little did Aries know Abel was sharper than she thought he was.

In his eyes, he could see how she looked at him.

Someone she had to cling on to survive and toss aside once she achieved the goal. That what lies in her harmless and stunning appearance was someone who had a plan. And yet, this... thrilled him. Hence, she was still alive despite boring him to death.