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Fetters Of The Devil King

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT) When betrayal and destiny merge, that's when disaster will come. Lascrea Amone, a ballerina whose name is shining all over the world, has been forced to take the blame for her past betrayal. At the age of 20, he had to be dragged to hell to marry the evil king. How would Lascrea fare in the bondage of that cold, evil king? Will they love each other and overcome their misunderstanding? What if their holy love is tainted by the presence of a third person? IG: @raqueenal Cover by: rueje/rainbow.dot Editing: pixelLab

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23 Chs

Different

Again, with the fluctuating emotions, Allail peculiarly dealt with Lascrea. At first, he was angry, then he looked dear, then again angry. Lascrea was confused about it.

"How am I supposed to understand that arrogant, strange man? Issh, I don't want to know anymore, I'd better find a way to get me out of here," Lascrea says, looking around the room. The rooms were not very large but elegant, and Windows had such beautifully carved engravings in royal films.

Before long, Lascrea's gaze took hold of the lotus lake in the back of the room she was in. Lascrea peeks, watches closely.

"Oh, I should just go to the pool, it was so beautiful," Lascrea blurted out and left her room in a hurry.

Before going outside the house, Lascrea takes a good look at the left and the right, if the angry king or servant will come out and arrest her suddenly.

Once the charge was clear, she sneaked to the lotus pond in the back of her room.

***

At the same time, after leaving Lascrea's room, Allail was furious and scattered all the paraphernalia that was set out on the king's table.

"My Lord Allail, what is the matter that your majesty feels this kind of anger?" asked one of his servants, or could also be called his right hand.

Allail, who was soon seated on his throne after tearing through the table, was visibly thinking.

"Bring me the book of the dead for all the clans!" Allail instructed, he holding his head so hot it would explode.

"Yes, your majesty," replied the attendant who then brought to Allail what he was asking for.

With lightning speed, Allail strikes the book brought by his attendant and searches for a name in it.

"Amone? There's no Amone here, so she should be Amone, but why is she acting like that? She didn't even know me at all when we first met." Allail closed the book with all his might.

Buk!

"Supposedly, she's Amone. What is your true identity, woman?" Allail thought aloud once again, but all he got was nothing.

Suddenly, a tumultuous atmosphere came to the ears of the seated Allail.

"What's going on?" Allail wrinkled his forehead.

Even an attendant would forcibly enter the throne to Allail, and his guards immediately pointed their weapons at the attendant.

"Who are you?" asked Allail while standing in front of him.

"Please forgive me, your majesty. I had to see her immediately," he said with a quivering hand.

"What's wrong? Speak quickly before I cut your head off!" allail's orders had taken a sword from his bodyguard and held it right at the servant's throat.

"Y-your majesty, my lady,"

"What's wrong with the princess?" Allail asked, his with sharp eyes looking at the servant.

"Princess, she is fighting with a-queen," shouted the servant who suddenly brought Allail to his senses and ran to the place where she lived.

"Damn, why does Amone have to meet with Paula, she'll have to put all her strength into killing Amone, I have to be quick!"

Shortly thereafter, Allail reached the place where Lascrea and Paula were

At that moment, Paula tried to force off Lascrea's neck with her inner force, Lascrea was lifted to the height of her voice and wished to be thrown into the spirit lotus pond she had previously wanted to see.

"Paulaa! Paulaa!" shouts the site Allail, which doesn't surprise Paula in her fun of toying with a mere human, Lascrea.

"Your majesty?" Paula quickly releases her internal energy and drops Lascrea to the floor with a powerful cough.

"Ohok, ohok, ohok." Lascrea held his neck now full of bruises due to the spiritual powers that Paula released on him.

Slap!

Without any questions, Allail walked over to Paula quickly and slapped her.

"Damn you, Paula! She is my queen, you do not dehumanize her like this, it is as if you are in denial and condescend to me," snapped Allail with his intimidating expression and then went to his aid lascrea.

Paula looked down that time, she was very envious of Lascrea.

"How can that woman be your queen, and not me? I have lived with you for a long time, I have helped you escape the bondage of the demon goddess of the past seal you up, I help you your majesty, hiks, hiks!" Paula cried out in her heart all the feelings she had kept in her heart.

"You can't be arrogant Paula, I've given you a second chance to live as a spirit in this hell. Without me, you'd never be able to live this long, now what do you want? You want to kill my queen?" asked Allail in a solemn tone, keeping Lascrea in his arms.

Lascrea who was holding back the pain of her neck as a result of being strangled by Paula slowly throbbing her heart as she heard Allail acknowledge her identity.

"What's wrong with this guy? Why would he say something so embarrassing all of a sudden? And what's wrong with my heart? Hey, stop pounding, the king will notice," Lascrea blurted in her heart as she gripped her chest.

Allail slowly noticed the beating of Lascrea's heart which felt like an earthquake on top of his body. Slowly peeped at the woman's face, he saw Lascrea closing her eyes as closely as he could and grabbing her breast with his hands. Allail smiled and then returned to his discussion with Paula carrying Lascrea back to his room.

"Paula, I just don't want to know, this is my first and last warning. If you do the same thing again, then I will not hesitate to take your spirit away and throw it into the deepest hell!" Allail explained, and then he turned away with Lascrea in his arms.

Paula, who at the time could only see the fondness, the affection Allail showed toward Lascrea, could only bite off her lower lip and then release her anger by slapping her ladyship until they fell to the ground.

"Damn it, what has that woman done to my brother that he was so drawn to her like that? Wait for you Lascrea, I will find out who you are and expose you to your every need."

***

Meanwhile, on the other side of Allail and lascrea had reached their rooms, but this was not the bridal suite when they had their first night.

"Where is this?" asked Lascrea looking around the room that felt very different from the adjoining room, this time, that room was as large with neatly furnished jewelry and paraphernalia as the royal suite.

Allail then sits the Lascrea on the bed and answers the question. "This is our room."

"We? Do you mean me and you? We sleep in this room together?" asked Lascrea, surprised to know that it was the room for both of them.

"Yes, after we had our first night, we had to sleep together because we were husband and wife."