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

Sharabil opened and mouth his mouth several times, summoning the courage to ask the question that had been bothering him ever since his master uttered those words.

They were going for a hunt? Out in this ...frozen forest? What on God's green earth would they be hunting? He bet even the fossils of bugs and insects that once lived here are long gone.

They've walked for hours. The night had turned to morning which had passed and noon is fast approaching but they haven't stopped even once for a break or to do the actual hunting.

Finally gathering enough courage, he gulped and asked.

"Master, didn't you say we were going for a hunt?" He held his breath waiting for his master to flip and lash out at him. It might even earn him a slap if his master isn't in a good mood. He just couldn't help it, the silence was killing him.

"Yes, Sharabil." Hanoon replied and the poor servant exhaled.

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