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,

Cover not mine,credit goes to the owner.

Married to the Demon Prince

Said dead man narrowed his eyes at the sudden change in behavior of the girl who was getting paler by the second. He shifted his gaze to his cousin on her lap and his mouth twitched.

That guy had the audacity to act like a king even in this state. He turned his attention back to the road.

Though I was feeling cold, I decided to let the wind blow my face, too tired to roll up the window.

'You're going to catch a cold at this rate.' I thought.

"You are going to catch a cold at this rate," Zed said. "Get away from the window." Did he just read my thought?

"Did you just read my thoughts?" I eyed him.

"Nothing. I said I'll be fine, no one dies from cold. I believe I'll survive."

I was suiting myself, duh. I returned to ignoring him.

The car stopped after a while and the engine went off. I opened my eyes and realized we are already back.

(S)128. Cross road.