Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

I quickly got up from my previous position as I heard the door locked from outside. 

Okay, I had now five minutes to get dressed and made myself ready for my next attack.

I stopped when I saw what was laying on the bed. I picked the piece of cloth in my fingers and lift it in front of my eyes analyzing it.

It was a red silk nightie with lace covering the uppermost and lowermost corners. It was strapless. Overall it was...
Vulgar.

Did she just expect me to wear this?

But at least this was better than the robe I was wearing.
I grunted. 

I quickly put on some red panties and nighties and again groaned in frustration as I saw the length of a nightie. It was barely reaching my mid-thighs. 

At this moment I was thinking bathrobe was better than this filthy piece of cloth. After looking myself in the mirror for an instant moment that this pathetic dress was showing too much of my cleavage and was barely covering my ass.

Leave it I am not wearing this. As I made a move to rip this excuse of cloth, I heard footsteps nearing my door. 

I couldn't change now. So, I quickly picked up the candle stand and hid behind the door. I heard a few clicks as the door opened. 

Calm down, Sarah. Just one blow and she'll be knocked out. 

"Where is she?" I heard her mumbling. She made her way to the bathroom door and knocked on it. 

"My lady, are you in there?" She asked loudly, still pounding on the door.

I tiptoed towards her from behind as she was busy pounding on the door. My hands were trembling, my whole body was shaking. I never hit anyone. I closed my eyes and I breathed in.

For my freedom.

With this, I raise the stand above my head and was ready to hit her as she abruptly turned around.

I'm sorry.

"Your gra-

I hit her. Hard. Blood started oozing out of her head where I hit her. She stumbled in her steps as she tried to hold something, to steady her steps.

Oh my god!! I hit her. 

I immediately grab her as she fainted. I played her down on the floor and throw the stand somewhere in the room.

Okay. Now what? What what!?

I have to get out of here now. 

"I am sorry," I whispered and turned around and left the room. I looked around.

No one.

I mentally punched in the air. Just a few more minutes and I'll be out of here. The hallway was the same as I saw beautiful, astonishing paintings and sculptures. At least something is beautiful about this place, otherwise, people living here have ugly hearts. I reached the same grand stairs within no time. I looked around and again no one. Maybe God was with me. He also wanted me to get out of here. I tiptoed towards the stairs and stepped down. The cold marble was giving me cool sensations as my bare feet were making contact with it. I fastened my pace as I st lead outside.

To my independence.

To my sovereignty.

To my freedom-

"Sarah!" A loud voice entered my ears and I looked over my shoulder to see a shocked Falcon standing near the stairs. But the shocked expression was soon replaced by raged one.

Was that anger I saw? And he ran towards me.

Oh well! I didn't give a flying BARNACLES!

This son of monkey can never catch me. I laugh internally as I grabbed the doorknob. The moment I was going to twist it I was dragged back by two hands on my torso.

"You rascal, leave me!" My screams echoed around the castle.

"How did you get out of your room?!" He snarled at me.

"Let me go, Falcon!! I swear-

"What is going on here?" My eyes bulged out of the socket as I saw the man of my nightmares, the devil in disguise, my captor, standing on top of stairs looking down at us. Nothing was changed about him, he was still looking like the most beautiful creation of this world, almost unreal but the ethereal, crazed look in his eyes was anything but eyes warming. The look in his eyes was telling me he was not very happy seeing me here. Slowly and gradually my eyes moved towards his fists, which were clenched on either side of him. His jaw clenched and red and golden flicker in his eyes.

I groaned as I felt pain in my knees. I looked up and realise this motherfucker just dropped me. I looked at Falcon's face and saw the same emotion.

Fear.

I gulped as I again dared to look up at him. His eyes were piercing through me. That's when I grasp my situation. 

I was done for.