Blooming_Safflower

Who knew that a tiny cut to the finger would hook her to the dark lord?

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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.

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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.

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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! 

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Hi... Yours Truly here,

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Married to the Demon Prince

"One more time, one more time." Que gasped, sweat trickling down her forehead, hairs sticking to her uncomfortably to her skin and she was covered in sweat despite the coldness of the cell.

Her extended palms shook as she strained to form another shadow blade, she doesn't need to close her eyes to tap in her energy field anymore. Hours of doing that made that possible.

She had learn one thing in that short albeit torturous period of time. Nothing is impossible if you work hard to get it done.

A dark shadow blade appeared from her palms striking the bars again. Only this time it wasn't as powerful as the others. It had gotten weaker each round, but that is expected given her state.

She is tired, hungry and sleepy. She needed rest badly, not forgetting a hot bath to rid herself of the filth covering her but anytime she recall her almost dying incident, she blink her eyes wide.

67. Bond