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Chapter 8 - Lover Or Personal Slut!

Lucifer's POV:

I knew Camelia wanted to leave but didn't think she would try to escape tonight. She wasn't even completely healed.

I felt so angry when Melissa told me Camelia wanted to leave. Tonight, when she was caught by the guards, I was enraged.

But she was already so scared and trembling. Seemed like if I scare her a more, she would piss on herself again.

When I caught her, she was shaking and crying.

Watching her beautiful heart-shaped face, stained in tear, I felt something weird that I haven't felt before. I felt bad for her, wanted to take her

in my arms, wipe her tears and at the same time, fuck her hard.

Sounds crazy right? I knew it.

While

struggling on the bed, my hard body pressed against her soft, delicate,

small one, sent desperate pleas of need. Her dress rode up to her

stomach, giving a delicious view of her body. Her deep navel, slim

waist, pussy peeking through her semi see-through white lace panty,

slender legs sent blood rushing straight in my cock.

She was fucking beautiful, but she would be more beautiful without those bruises.

Derek, I would kill that bastard painfully, slowly.

How could he dare to touch, hurt my Camelia?

My Camelia? I was stunned with myself.

Yes,

she was mine the day I brought her here. If she accepted me, it would

be easier. And no matter if she didn’t accept me or not, it wouldn’t

stop me from taking what I wanted.

I wouldn’t let her get hurt again.

But right now, it was 3.30 am and my cock was hard as iron, crying for a release.

Should I call a whore and fuck her hard? Any whore would be more than eager to take my cock.

I contemplated. No, I couldn’t do it, when Camelia was here.

Besides, the day wasn't far away when I would fuck her pussy with the thick, big cock of mine, unloading my hot cum inside her.

She would cry for more, scream in pleasure.

What

did I actually want in her? Lover or personal slut? The concept of love

or lover didn’t sit well with me and imagining Camelia just as my slut,

I didn’t think she deserved it.

I didn’t want a lover. But now she belonged to me. Whether I loved her or not, I would own her, in every way possible.

Entering

in my bathroom, I took care of my hard cock. Pumping own cock was never

comparable with thrusting it inside a tight cunt. But it could save a

life in urgency.

Soon my cock would be inside Camelia’s cunt.

The next morning, when I was done with my workouts, I called a maid.

"Master, you have called me?"

"Get

miss Camelia up and tell her that she has to go to the hospital for

check-ups. Help her to get prepared if she needs and bring her to the

dining area for breakfast." I directed.

"Yes, master." Saying,

she left the room. This morning I got a call from Ryder that they

already captured Derek and bringing him here.

That was a piece

of good news. I had to close the chapter of Derek so that I could put an

end to the Dawsons and own my little birdie all to myself.

I headed to the dining room but didn’t find Camelia. Maids were serving breakfast then Camelia slowly came into the view.

She

wore a full sleeve dress of sky blue color that reached to her knees.

She tied her hair loosely with a simple rubber band. She was looking

pretty cute.

"Good morning," I greeted.

"Good morning."

She greeted back, with a faint smile, rubbing her eyes. It was obvious

that still, she was sleepy. She couldn't get enough sleep after pulling

that stunt of escaping.

I internally smiled finding it kinda adorable. Maids served her foods and she started eating.

She looked at the sandwich and carefully took a bite.

I dragged my eyes back at my plate, beginning to eat my breakfast.

I

was about to choke on my sandwich when I heard a feminine moan. I

glanced at Camelia to see her eyes were closed, she took another bite of

the sandwich and moaned again.

Fuck! I had fucked countless women before, but believe me, this was the sweetest moan I had ever heard.

She again took a bite and moaned. I clenched the fork tightly with my right hand and gulped a glass of water.

I stared intensely at her.

Finally, she opened her eyes. "God! This is so delicious!" She smiled looking at the plate full of chicken sandwiches.

Her moaning, I knew it was nothing intentional. Just expression of her innocent face told me clearly that it was out of her.

But it made my cock stir in life.

"Is it that delicious? You had to moan like this?" I questioned.

"Huh?" She blinked and looked clueless.

"Did

I moan loudly? Sorry." She blushed and quickly removed her gaze from

me. Then she stabbed the on a strawberry. She held the strawberry before

her lips and bit it with her perfect white front teeth, squeezing the

strawberry lightly with her plump lips.

Juices of the strawberry

glided from the corner of her lips. She licked the corner of her lips

and chewed the strawberry slowly.

This mere view was killing me. How would it feel if her plump lips were all over my cock, her tongue licking the tip of my-

Shit!

This little girl was something else. She was eating her food, without looking at me.

Was

she even aware of what she was doing to me? She was innocent but

lethal. If I stared at her this way, she would make me cum just in my

pants.

Forcing my eyes back from that heavenly creature sitting

before me, I set them back on my plate. I quickly shoved a piece of

bacon inside my mouth.

Within a minute, eating in a tornado speed, I finished my breakfast.

I looked at Camelia who was staring at me with her mouth wide open.

"What are you staring at?" I asked quite irritatedly.

"Nah. Nothing." Shaking her head, she continued her eating, returning her gaze at her plate.

It irked me, she was lying. There was sure something.

"What are you thinking? Don't you dare lie to me." I said, in a snapping voice.

She gulped hard, then mumbled, "You ate so fast. I never saw anyone eating this quickly. It can cause indigestion later."

This girl might be sexy, beautiful but she was indeed a little girl. Derek's abuse couldn’t corrupt her innocence.

"I

don't have time. I have other things to take care of too. Get finished

with your eating so that we can leave early for the hospital." I urged

her in a scolding tone.

She tried eating quickly but was about to

choke in the middle of her eating. Sighing big, I pushed the glass to

her and she took three big sips of water.

"Take your time but don't choke on your food. I am waiting."

I

heard the maid standing beside us gasp listening to me and her eyes

went big. She was surprised. I glared at her and she quickly masked her

wonder and bowed her head saying sorry.

Everything was new. I never brought any girl in my house before, let alone letting her eat at the same dining table with me.

My

savants and maids knew about my nature. I treated girls quite badly. I

fucked them and after giving them a payment, I kicked them out.

Here, I was waiting for a mere girl to finish her breakfast. Even I was surprised at myself.

Even a month ago, if someone said that I would get attracted to a girl and treat her this nicely, I would laugh at him.

Because

my attraction towards a woman ended up in fucking her. Camelia wasn’t a

virgin, she already lost her virginity. Fortunately, that bastard,

Derek, couldn’t corrupt her innocence fully. She was still an innocent,

naïve girl underneath her fucking sexy body.

But the question

was, would I corrupt her more than she already was? Because even though I

didn’t want to hurt her, I was no good for her. I would protect her

from Derek or any other bastards. But who would protect her from me?

Camelia took her time but ate everything. Then finally announced, "I am done."

I stood up and told her to follow me outside. We both got inside my Black SUV and it drove away.

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