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Chapter 9: *TRAPPED*

Bethany felt like she was on top of the clouds. Literally, she hadn't felt that type of squishy, soft and comfy feeling while sleeping and this was the thing that startled her.

She normally felt the harsh cold floor when she slept.

Her eyes flew open and the first thing she saw was a pillow.She was on a bed? She never slept on beds!.

Panicking, she sat up and the next thing she saw was the king who sat on the couch, watching her with an unreadable expression.

If the king was here it meant that this was his room and she was on his bed!.

"What did you do to me you pervert!?.". She wrapped her hand around herself protectively.

He chuckled"I expected a lot of things to come out of your mouth but you truly beat my expectations."

Bethany blinked. How was that concerned with the fact that he had...he had done something to her while she was asleep.

"Y-you are a pervert!." She gasped and the king shrugged his shoulders.

"If you think so then so be it."

His answer wasn't making things better! He wasn't meant to agree to everything she was saying, he was meant to deny it.

"Believe me when I say that I won't downgrade myself by touching a slave." He said blandly and her face turned red out of anger.

Downgrade! How dare him!

"Trust me, the last thing I'll do is let you downgrade yourself." She fumed at his insult.

"Wait, what are you doing here? You're meant to be-" she stopped halfway when she realised what she wanted to say.

"Dead?." He completed and her eyes widened in shock.

That trick would have killed anybody. The trick was made to catch enemies off guard. Did that mean that he always had his guard up?

Her eyes unconsciously looked at the door and the knife was no longer there.

"Looking for this?." He swung the knife between his fingers.

"Give it back." She jumped out of the bed, intending to grab the knife from him but something pulled her back and she fell on the ground.

Her head pounding from the fall, she turned back slowly and saw her chains connected to the bed.

"No." She whispered.

"You can't do this to me!." She screamed at him and he laughed, emotionless and cold eyes staring back at her.

"I already did."

Her fist hit the floor, anger coursing through her veins.

"This is why I hate you!." She continued screaming as he laughed his heart out, a crazy glint dancing around his golden orbs.

"This is why I don't care." He replied to her dismay, standing up and walking towards her.

"I had given you one simple rule yet you had taken it for granted." Squatting, her stared at her, his hand holding a part of the chain.

"I couldn't care less about your stupid rule. You are holding a woman hostage!." She maintained her ground and a smile tugged his lips.

"If you had acted well you wouldn't be here, wrapped in chains like a criminal."

"I will report you to the authorities." Her tone was firm and his lips spread into a wide smile.

"I am the authority slave, do you believe that what you'll say would even be considered by anyone?." He pointed the obvious and she knew it.

No one would listen to her. They could even kill her for treason against their king.

"Everyone might answer to you but I won't. You will never be my king." The hatred was evident in her in her voice.

"That's what you forget, I am the king and whether you like it or not, you can't deny what is already written." He dropped the chains and stood up, his tall shadow looming over her intimidatingly.

"Humans will always be humans." Disappointment took over his features and for once she saw another side of the king.

A sad one.

"It was my mistake thinking you'd be different." After saying that, he left the room calmly. His stature looking so lonely.

His last sentence rang in Bethany's ears continually and she gritted her teeth. She wasn't meant to feel guilty, she had trained herself to stand against whatsoever might come her way and this was a challenge.

So she had tried her first plan and she couldn't attack the king to his face. The man was too damn strong.

So she had to do it codedly. She had no choice but to do it the way those disgusting people do it.

She had to win his trust, know his weakness and attack him from there.

He might look like he didn't have a weakness but every living, breathing soul have weaknesses. Even scary creatures like him.

While at that, she also needed to find her sister and they both can escape from here and have a happy life.

After concluding with all that would be done, she sat down and stared at her Chains. Ever since she could remember, she always had them. She was so used to them that it had became like a second skin.

Now time to get out of this room, she needed to see her sister.

The king had given her only one rule and that was not to touch anything. He never said anything about going out.

Crawling to one of the bed's leg, she took out a pin from her cloth and fiddled with it for a little while before a clink sound made and she was free from the bed.

Standing up, she approached the door and to her delight, it was open. She held her Chains in her hand and swiftly came out of the room.

The first thing she saw was maids carrying trollies in a straight line and she hid behind them, her feets trying to blend with their uniform ones.

They took a few turns here and there and she left them to hide behind a pillar and follow a different turn from there.

Yes, she had absolutely no idea where she was going.

She walked into a long passage that had doors on one side and a shadow that jumped down from the roof startled her.

"Lost?." She frowned when she saw the red haired man approach her, his eyes watching her like a predator.

"If I was lost, the last person I'll tell is you." She put up her guard and she saw his expression change.

"It seems like you lost your manners, I will be more than glad to help you find it." He approached her slowly and Bethany felt fear slither down her spine.

"No thanks, I'll pass." She turned around to run but the man was already right in front of her, his fingers hurled around her neck.

"Let me go you blood sucking creature!." Struggling in his hold, her hand banged continuously on his chest but he only pulled his fangs out.

"I'll be sure to give the king your body."


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