His face remained emotionless as he kept on shoving into her. The pleasure she was experiencing was almost reaching its climax.
His skills at love making were top notch but his indifference made her heart sink.
She decided to do everything in her power to bring him pleasure.
She devoted herself in the act going to extreme lengths and soon enough he was groaning in pleasure.
Her face lit up at the sight. It felt as if she had achieved a milestone.
She could not believe that she managed to evoke an emotion from the stone.
Exciting thoughts flooded her mind. She pictures herself being promoted to become the master's favorite concubine.
She might be relieved of her prisoner status.
The man smirked at the thought she was having. If only she knew what awaited her.
Soon enough he came.
" Did you enjoy it master? " She asked like an excited little kid.
" You pleasured me a lot to be honest "
" Will you allow me to pleasure you daily? "
" No! "
Her smile died instantly, replaced with a frown.
Her worried face made him laugh. She joined in his laughter thinking he was pulling her legs.
" I have far better uses for you " she was about to rejoice but she noticed a change in his expression.
He wore a predatory gaze. He was staring at her like a prey.
The room temperature dropped to extreme levels. The air seemed denser all of a sudden. She was having difficulty breathing.
Goosebumps filled her body. Adrenaline crept into her blood.
She wanted to run but her body seemed to be obeying a different command other than her brain.
He pulled out a dagger. Her mind went blank. She opened her mouth and let out an inhumane shriek. She was silenced by a slash to her throat.
She had no idea who to blame for her foul luck. Whether the heavens or her generational predecessors.
Whatever it was it had to be something to do with a generational curse.
" I HATE YOU "
She wanted to say but it came out as a gag.
Her final few seconds turned out to be more horrific than the slash to her throat. She saw the monster lean over and seal the cut with his lips.
Then he began sucking on her blood.
He was not going to let even a single drop of the precious crimson liquid go to waste by any means.
Before she had only thought of him as a slave master who enjoyed having loads of sex but now she realized that she was going to die without ever knowing the identity of her killer.
All she could wish for was to never meet him again. Neither in this world nor the next.
Then she thought no more.
The vile creature only let her go when all the vital liquid in her veins dried up. He smiled in satisfaction.
His hunger seemed satiated at the moment.
He dressed up and walked out of the room.
Outside the room lay the bodies of around thirty men which were missing their heads. They held swords, bows and arrows, axes and maces.
He summoned guards and ordered them to get rid of the bodies including that of the lady he had just killed recently.
The guards did not appear surprised by that. It seemed as if this was a usual thing here.
The door to the hall opened and an uninvited guest walked in. He bowed down at the sight of the man.
" Ahriman what makes you disturb my peace at this late hour "
" I beg your forgiveness for intruding Master Malik "
" Speak "
" I have heard some rumours about an attack your enemies are planning on you. "
Malik let out a sinister laughter.
He pointed to the bodies lying around the hall. Ahriman was almost shaking at the sight.
" As always you are late at performing your duties Ahriman. This is not the first time you have failed to protect me. These enemy spies were sent here to kill me. They must be competent men as they managed to get past the security unnoticed. They were surely trusted because they were provided with special equipment but not trusted enough to be warned. Can you believe that they were sent to kill me with a few weak weapons and only a piece of prayer? "
Malik laughed again.
Ahriman could not join in the laughter. His head was at stake.
He had failed big time.
He examined the weapons carried by the men carefully. They were of the highest quality possible.
The swords were capable of slicing an adult bull elephant into two by a single slash.
The arrows were powerful enough to make a hole through a thick block of lead.
He couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for them.
They must have died as very confused men. In their final moments they probably went mad trying to figure out where they misstepped.
" I apologize for failing to intercept them…"
" Apologizing will do no good, Ahriman. You are a pathetic loser and a liability to have on my side. You had a simple duty of keeping an eye on my enemies but you failed miserably. Can't I for once have a peaceful sleep knowing that I have competent men on my guard. Should I perhaps consider someone else for this position. "
" Please give me another chance. I promise never to disappoint you again "
" Okay my good boy Ahriman. I will give you a final opportunity to redeem yourself"
Malik moved closer and held his chin.
" Don't make me regret it. "