Put It Off

I couldn't believe my ears, the demon lord? How did my story take such a turn? What has Steve Irwin done to my book?

The demon lord, the most powerful being in the world, wants me as his 'toy.' This is beyond my wildest imagination.

"I still don't understand, the ruler of this realm? Is Lycan King Alfred not the ruler?" I inquired with furrowed eyebrows.

"King Alfred is the Lycan king and the ruler of the werewolves' community in this realm— Faeloria he's from the bloodmoon pack, and his twin brother, Beta Alexandria, is the beta and general of the bloodmoon pack . But the demon Lord overrules every being in this realm," Mariah explained jovially, and I lisyten with keen interest.

Wow! So my savior is so powerful. Is that a good thing? Bad? I exhaled deeply.

"But be careful of him! The demon lord never does anything for free, so expect to pay back what you owe him one day!" she warned sternly and exited the cage, as she disappeared I couldn't help but think about her last words.

" What I owe him one day?"

"Guards!" The demon lord called, and two of his intimidating guards entered. "Bring her, we're leaving."

I was escorted out of the House Of Pleasure, away from the chaotic crowd. The demon lord's imposing presence made everyone give way. As we left I kept wondering how I ended up in the world of my book, am I not suppose to die after falling of a ten story building?

Escorted into a luxury sleek car outside the building of House Of Pleasure, I took my seat beside the handsome demon lord in the rear seat, my heart racing crazily. I intertwined my fingers nervously and shifted further away from him as far as possible, resting in the car door.

"Are you planning on entering into the door?" his dark,husky voice broke the silence between us, and I flinched in fear.

"What! Me?' No, not at all." I stuttered and giggled nervously, and immediately numerous beads of sweat clouded my forehead.

He sure is the demon lord, even his aura alone is making me nervous as hell.

An eerie silence descended upon us once again as the chauffeur drove off, my eyes were fixed on the window as I admired the beautiful world I created myself becoming my reality.

The world here is just like how it is in New York; everything seems normal except that it's inhabited by mythical creatures, and the few humans here are treated as slaves. It's a magical realm, ruled by powerful monarchs of different tribes.

Faeloria is a realm I created myself, a realm that's both a mixture of modern and historical.

As we drove down the busy road, I racked my brain to remember the city I was right now, and that's when I remembered I'm in Sylva North the capital city of Faeloria.

After what seems like a few minutes drive, the car zoomed into the luxury-looking gate of a modern castle. This tall castle is so breathtaking, and I couldn't help but gasp slightly, it's magnificent. I saw some human-looking creatures lined outside the castle, but I'm very sure they are not human; they are dressed in the same uniform, one could easily tell they are maids.

"Are you going to sit in there forever?" the demon lord's icy voice brought me out of my thoughts, I flinched and shifted my attention to his direction.

He's already outside the car staring blankly at me; our eyes locked, and immediately I felt a rush of butterflies in my lower abdomen. He's so cute, I can't believe he's the demon lord, he looks so innocent.

I blushed shamelessly as I kept fighting the urge to pull his soft-looking cheeks.

"Do you plan on making things difficult for me? If yes, I guess I'll return you to the House Of Pleasure." He rolled his tiny, puppy-like eyes and sighed tiredly, I guess he doesn't like to be stressed.

I jumped off the car immediately at the mention of "House Of Pleasure", never am I going into that place again.

An old lady among the maids approached us and bowed respectfully to him.

"My lord, what should I do with her?" she inquired almost in a whisper.

"Nothing, just clean her up and bring her to my chambers.' He ordered and walked into the castle entrance.

The old woman smiled softly at me and signaled to me to follow, which I did.

She led me into a very spacious room full of female clothes and accessories only, I wonder who owns them or maybe the demon lord is married.

"This place is built by the Lord for his lucky woman. We clean here every day, but these belong to no one yet. You're the first lady that will ever try on any of these clothes. You can call me Madame Orea, I'm the butler here." She explained with a calming smile on her lips and eyes, it's just as if she could read my mind.

I nodded positively and flashed her a coy smile as I stood in the middle of the beautifully decorated room.

"Don't you talk? You just kept nodding." She asked while finding her way to the door adjacent to us. But instead of replying to her, I just kept mute, ever since I met with the demon lord, I seem to lose my voice or maybe I was just scared of offending him.

She placed her right hand on the knob and turned to face me.

"What is your name, beautiful lady?" she asked. I hesitated for a while, nervously swallowed hard, before finally opening my mouth.

"I'm Kimberly," I whispered.

"Alright, Kimberly, get in here, clean up and get dressed, i'll be waiting for you outside.' She stated and exited the room.

I jumped into the bathroom, undressed, and carefully dipped myself into the bathtub, a sigh of relief escaped my lips. I seriously need this bath.

After a thorough bath, I dressed up and got into a long red silk shimmering gown and black platform slippers.

I got out of the room, Madame Orea was standing outside, waiting patiently for me at the door.

"You look amazing, let's go. The lord has been anticipating your arrival, " she stated and began to walk away, I followed sheepishly behind her until we reached a majestic golden door. I could easily tell that was the door leading to the demon lord's chamber.

"My Lord, she's here," Madame Orea announced, and immediately the door flung open widely. It's just as if he had been expecting us. Madame Orea extended her hands to the door, indicating I should step into the chambers. I nodded positively at her, clenched my fist, and slowly entered through the big door. My heart raced rapidly as I entered, immediately I stepped in the door shut close with a loud bang, I froze in my tracks.

"Are you planning on standing there till eternity?" His husky voice echoed from the inner chamber, which was demarcated with black curtains. Judging from the aesthetic of the room, I could tell he has a flare for the black color.

My weak legs shivered as I approached the curtain, gently I parted it, and there's the demon lord, laying elegantly on the large king-sized bed. His heavenly body gracefully accentuated the black nightwear on him, and his pink lips shone slightly from the touch of light escaping from the chandelier.

My heart continued to race rapidly, and I couldn't stop staring at him.

"What is your name?" he broke the silence between us, for a moment, I was lost and couldn't find my voice. I tend to act dumb whenever he's around me.

"I'm Kimberly..... Kimberly Paisley,"I announced clearly, and for the first time, he heard my voice. He dropped the magazine that had his attention and tore his dreamy eyes at me for the first time since I entered his chambers.

'Your voice.…' he paused and gave me a quick glance from head to toe.

'It's melodic, you should talk more often,' he said with a melancholy look on his cute face.

Did he just compliment me? Ohh my! That was unexpected, my cheeks flushed red, and I could feel like thousands of butterflies flying around in my stomach. I was blushing real hard.

"Put it off and get on the bed, young lady,' he ordered rudely and directed his attention back to the magazine.

What does he mean by put it off? Is he talking about the light? What! That's so fast, I wasn't expecting him to ask me for something like that so casually.

"Stop lazing around and do what I ordered you, girl!" he commanded in a calm yet condescending manner.

I scoffed mockingly and reached for the switch of the chandelier, and with little effort, I pressed it, and off it went, the light went off, making the room a little bit dark.

I slipped out of my platform slippers and carefully climbed up the bed.

"I'm here, my Lord, "I whispered with a shaky voice.

"What are you doing?"he growled coldly, and I could tell he's slightly annoyed.

"Your wish, my lord," I murmured.

"Are you dumb or just pretending to be?" he asked, his eyes shining widely at me, I could see the frustration on his face. I don't get it, why is he mad at me?

"Why did you put off the lights? " he asked.

"Because you told me to put it off, "I fired back immediately, forgetting the fact that I'm before the demon lord. He bursts into a hysterical laughter which last a few seconds and suddenly he stopped.

"Is that what you thought I was talking about when I said put it off?" he scoffed mockingly, just as if he's trying to say I'm dumb.

"Yes," I drawled quietly. He gazed at me for some seconds, and with a snap of his fingers, the light came on again.

What? Is that some kind of superpower? Wow!

"When I said put it off, I mean take your clothes off! Strip!!!!!" He thundered, his sinfully deep voice piercing deep through my ears.