This was such a new experience for Adonis, so crazy and so intense. He felt strange, it was such a powerful release he experienced. He came so hard and his manhood was rock hard. He lived many lifetimes and he cannot recall a moment when his manhood was this hard, this fast.
So easily.
A heavy sigh of pure bliss escaped his lips and he got to shampooing his hair, soaping, scrubbing and rinsing. The Demon King gets out and grabs a towel then made his way back into his room as he dry himself off.
As he saunters over to the closet, he thought of how much of this will he have to go through. His manhood was still rock hard, swinging like a sword as he moves about.
He grabs a business suit. Black sleek jacket, black shirt with black dressy jeans, with a pair of royal purple checkered patterned socks and he pulls out a pair of black square tip shoes.
He might as well get ready for the day as he have so much catching up to do and so much to accomplish today.
And on that note he pulls out his phone and calls Dracul telling him to meet him in his office in thirty minutes.
The Demon King quickly dressed, he just had one stop to make before heading to his office.
Looking at himself in the mirror he took some moisturizer in his hands and rubs it in evenly as possible throughout his damp hair and then he took some gel and did the same.
After he grabs the brush and brushed his hair back. He smooth his hands over as he passes the brush.
He repeated until he was satisfied his hair was just perfect. He spritz on some cologne then he grabs his wallet and watch.
Putting his watch on he glanced at himself once more in the full length mirror ensuring he was looking perfect. JUST in case he ran into a certain someone.
Though he told himself he was not ready to see her, but just in case.
Deep down he knew he was dying to see her and maybe get the chance to apologize and explain about last nights disappearance.
Completely satisfied he leaves his room and head down to the Castle's kitchen.
After a few minutes he was at the entrance in which he simply pushed the door open and waltzes in like the majestic Greek God that he is.
Scanning the room, he was looking for Janice. The kitchen was empty.
Janice has grown to be someone the Demon King cares about like a mother. She always treats him like a son, even scaring off clingy women who had delusions of being his girlfriend.
She really was a mother to him.
The Demon King does not even remember what his birth mother looks like. He lost her way before he became who he is, a darkness not to be reckoned with.
So he appreciates having someone like Janice around, she is someone he can trust. Sighting her as she came out of the pantry he summons her over.
She quickly came and stood in front of him giving a bow. Then she straightens, "How can I be of service my King?"
"I need you to have prepared, an assortment of breakfast for the occupant in the room opposite my bedroom," he pauses and smiles a smile that reaches his ear and there was a gleam in his eyes.
Janice took note as she eyes him curiously, she did not miss a beat.
"I do not know their preference is all, so I would like a few options for them to choose from. The Demon King notices he was being very vague of who was in the room.
He knew she would eventually run into Diviya, but he was not ready to discuss Diviya with anyone really.
And for some reason he wanted to hide her as much as he could and even as he thought it out he knew how ridiculous that sounds but he didn't really give two shvts, it was for her safety.
And what was worse he knows Janice is curious. He can feel the questions she was dying to ask. As he never let anyone stay at the castle, at least not his play things.
Only members of the council and their families, or visiting Alphas or heads and their families are allowed to stay and even then sometimes they stay in the houses on the castle grounds and there were no news of any of visits.
She would be one of the first to know in other for preparations to be made.
But he was thankful she did not pry and that's another reason why he cares for her, she knows him and she knows he will speak when he is ready to, do not push him.
"Sure My King, I will have some tasty breakfast treats prepared, will get on it immediately!" She turns and scurries off further into the expanse of this humongous kitchen.
He himself ventures in further, grabbing a plate and placing some freshly made breakfast on it.
He took some toast, scramble eggs, bacon and sausages, with a banana muffin. He easily poured himself a glass of orange juice he got from the fridge.
"Aye Sir please let me do that for you," Janice fuses after she came back out and caught him in the act.
He let her.
She always fuses for things like this, anytime he would be up and wander into the kitchen to grab a quick bite she scolds him every time she catches him in the act.
She grabs a tray and neatly packed the plate on it, with a coaster and she place the juice on top the coaster. She hurries over to the other side of the counter and grabs a knife and fork already wrapped in a small tablecloth napkin.
She reaches over and grabs a few more table cloth napkins as well as some packets of wet wipes and two mints.
Then she gently and neatly tucks two of the table cloth napkin at the side of the tray letting it hang by the part use to hold up the tray.
"Goddess, Janice. Really?"
Janice humphs and says "you very well know you didn't even have to come all the way down here to tell me this, you could have simply mind linked me with your requests, even to bring a plate for you". She sassed some more. Looking at him pointedly.
Yes yes the Demon King knew she was right but in all honesty he wanted to take the scenic route to his office. Out his wing, down to the grand kitchen on the ground floor and back up to his office on his floor.
Anything that can distract him from Diviya so he can lose this hard on before meeting with Dracul.
His divk seems like it would not go down.
Rolling his perfectly shaped eyes he takes the tray from Janice's hands after she finished with her fussing's then turns and heads out the kitchen towards his wing and to his office.
"Thank you Janice!" He calls over his shoulders before disappearing down the corridor.
Back in Diviya's room— after the knock on the door.
Diviya gets up, checks herself one more time then she strolls to open the door.
She wonders who it was, she already knew it was not the Demon King because she would have felt him.
She did feel a slight pinch in her heart at the realization. But deep down she knew she was not ready plus for all she knew he could be a mean and horrible person Um being?
Soon as Diviya opens the door she was greeted by a middle aged woman, could be in her forties. With what looks like a maid's uniform, but not a simple maid uniform.
Janice's eyes widens briefly at the sight of Diviya. But she quickly recovers.
However Diviya saw it and wonders, 'what was she so surprise about?'
She wore a Lilac dress, with a white color, white cap sleeved cuffs, and two white lines running down the skirt's front, from the waistline two inches thick in size.
Her hair a dark brown was neatly slicked back into a low bun, not a strand out of place. She wore light makeup, but enough to highlight and bring out her features.
"Good Morning Miss, I brought you your breakfast", she strolls into the room pushing a trolley. And after she settles the trolley she turns her sharp fierce brown eyes on Diviya. "My name is Janice Patterson and I am the Manager of Velia Castle."
Janice did not need to be here, she was in charge. She could have easily send someone with the cart. But no, she needed to see WHO was in THIS room, also she was already filling in for a maid as Mala did not come in this morning so it will not seem that out of the ordinary and she would not seem out of place by her staff.
Diviya had already closed the door and took steps into the room just behind Janice, "Oh thank you very much and nice meeting you Ms. Patterson, I am Diviya Mason," then she offers a small smile…..