Hi wattpaders. I try to keep my book devoid of mature content as far as possible as I believe many a times there are kids using wattpad as well. But readers discretion is advised for this chapter as it may have disturbing details to some extend as i need it to create the character. But I have tried to keep it as little as possible.
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( Elsewhere)He sits with his head thrown backwards while being pleasured by one of his many mistresses. He moans as she expertly tortures his soul. Her mouth sinfully wonderful. He keeps the room dimly lit. He doesn't like to see their faces. It disgusts him. Yet he seeks the pleasure of their body and their vicious mouths to help control a flame burning with in. He does not touch them. He will not let his body be the source of pleasure for anyone but her. He had promised that to himself long back. She will be the only woman who will be allowed to claim his body and soul. He knew she was his since the first time he saw her. That day is still etched into his memory, the day he met her. He was out to hunt when he heard the most beautiful voice ever, singing out to him. He was drawn to it like a fly to honey. She was his Siren, calling out to him, coxing him to drown himself in her voice. And when he did see her delicate face, he was speechless. She had the most perfect face. Everything too perfect as though she was an illusion. A trick of his mind. She danced around swaying her slender body to the rhythm of the music and the rays of the sun reflected off her long golden locks. Her scent fresh and refreshing like the morning dew and wild lilacs. The more he stared at her the more he became lost in those ebony eyes. And the more he wanted to taste the sweetness off her cherry red lips. She was in all respects his and only his. Though the fates played cruel tricks on him and separated them, he always knew that he would find her. And when he does she will be his and only his for ever and after.
He lets out a moan and clutches a handful of curly locks as the woman finally succeeds to make him release. He releases his hold and lets the whore slide off limply. He breaths deeply trying to calm his heart down while its thumps loudly in his chest. Thinking about her always makes him come stronger and leaves him more satisfied and pained at the same time. Because deep down he knows that only one woman can quench the never ending thirst in him. He always pictured her pressed against him while her scent engulfs him. Her soft hand entwined in his black hair, pulling and taunting him. Her soft lips stealing little kisses off his. He moans again as he kisses her, but some how it doesn't taste sweet to him. Her scent is revolting and disgusted his opens his eyes. He stares into a pair of green eyes. It's not her. It's the filthy whore. How dare she kiss him. Nobody kisses him but his true love. Fury engulfs his whole body and he literally starts shaking with anger. He roughly grabs hold of her hair and yanks it back.
" How dare you...you filthy vermin!!" He yells as he gets up while still maintaining a strong hold on her hair. The woman looks up at him seductively, "My lord I serve to please you. You looked pained and I wanted to help you forget." She purrs as she slowly slides her body up against his kissing her way up. As she finally comes face to face with him, she sees an evil smirk smeared across his face. A tiny tendril of fear creeps up here spine. She tries to pull away from his grasp. But his hold is too strong. " And I will help the rest of you scums to remember your place." he says angrily and in a blink of an eye snaps her neck killing her. He let her body fall and spat on it while walking away. Two men come into the room and starts cleaning up the mess. One of them grabs her body, walk over to the window and tosses it out. He looks down as her body falls into pit with other sets of skeletons aswel and sighs. At this rate they are soon going to run out of whores for their master.
Hi guys,
I know this is a very short chapter. But the thing is I wanted to introduce you to "Him". And since I wanted to keep all the focus on him I thought it would not be right to write about Po and the others in this.
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