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Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape.

On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet.

As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built

Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

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Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. 

“Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. 

“They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

The Dragon King's Pet

"Thank you, Renata. I truly appreciate your presence here," Azrael replied with a soft smile before shifting his gaze back to Callum. "I wish you both the very best. I would love to continue our conversation, but I have other guests to attend to. Please, enjoy the ball." With that, Azrael walked away, Elysia by his side.

"It was nice to see them again. I'm glad Renata has finally moved on from her affection for you," Elysia whispered, keeping her voice low.

Azrael let out a small chuckle. "I hope she truly has because, if not, it's her loss. I have no interest in her, never did, never will," he assured, glancing at Elysia, who rolled her eyes in response.

"I know that, Azrael," Elysia said, playfully hitting his chest, making him chuckle.

"Very well, my love," Azrael sighed. "But I must admit, I'm growing bored of seeing all these familiar faces. Perhaps we should retire to our chambers?"

Wedding Bells III