Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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“Fuck, you really screwed it up this time! She’s not getting over this. But… have you lost your mind? What the fuck are you smiling about?!” Soul roared at me while I smiled with a defeated sigh, staring at her back through the doors that led outside.
“She did to me what she thinks I do to her,” I told him bitterly. “She thinks I’m just playing with her. That I only want to prove I’m the one in control.”
I dropped back onto the bed for a second, staring up at the shadowed ceiling before closing my eyes. My cock still twitched against my abdomen, painfully hard and weeping precum.
“She’s only punishing me because she thinks I rejected her when she tried to confess.”
“Damn it… baby… we’re dying here to confess, to stay with you forever. If we were normal, we would’ve kidnapped you the second we met you and kept you with us forever.”
Soul spoke to her as if Isidora could hear him, staring desperately toward where she stood while I got up and dragged those damned pants up my legs.
Of course they fit me, but forcing my cock into them while it was swollen to twice its usual size made my balls ache like hell.
“My lady. I’m going to bring the water now,” I said through the half-open door, but she kept looking at the river without answering me.
It hurt, damn it. Every cold gesture from Isidora went into my heart like a knife, but I deserved it.
As I left the room, my mood shot right back through the roof, and I kept thinking about how badly I was making her feel.
I knew she no longer saw me as just the “bad” slave from the beginning. The bond was there.
We liked each other. We wanted each other. And I was more than sure that the same love I felt for her… Isidora was feeling it for me too.
“Soul… what we’re doing is too selfish. Maybe… maybe we shouldn’t have stayed with her…” I went down the stairs with my head a fucking mess.
“She needs us. We stayed by her side to make her a powerful Estingian. I’m willing to give her all my power, without holding anything back.”
He answered, and once again, I used that excuse to stay by her side until the last possible second.
Even if I couldn’t stay, she would never be humiliated or walked over by anyone again.
I found the innkeeper right away. I handled filling her tub myself because the water system in this inn was old as hell and only worked up to the second floor.
“Sir, the food is ready…” the innkeeper’s wife said, coming down the hall with a cart just as I was about to close the bedroom
door.
“Good I’ll serve it on the table.”
“No I’m eating downstairs in the dining room. There was no need to bring it up.” Isidora said behind me, apparently determined to go against me in every possible way.
Eturned and shut the door right in the innkeeper’s wife’s face.
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