Predatory Marriage - chapter-280
Chapter 280 – Obsession (4)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan
That night, Leah came to Blainâ€™s bedchamber.
Not only did she take the initiative to kiss him, but she undressed
without being told. She was bold and yet shy, as if she were experiencing
all of this for the first time. No matter what he asked her to do, no
matter how embarrassing it was, she accepted it.
He had waited for this for so long.
He had never even dreamed of pleasure like this with other women. In this
fantasy s3x, the pleasure was so indescribable that when he came, the
euphoria whited out his mind in a moment of absolute and incredible
When he woke in the morning, the first thing he did was turn toward Leah.
The space beside him was empty. An intense headache throbbed and his
mouth was dry as memories of the night before filled his mind.
Remembering how Leah had moaned with pleasure, he ran his hand over the
place where she had lain.
Was last night all a dream?
He wasnâ€™t sure. Frowning, Blain rose from the bed.
Suddenly, he shouted into the empty room.
His eyes searched for her desperately, and like magic, she appeared at
the bedroom door, dressed in a white gown and looking at him with
Her voice brought him back. This wasnâ€™t a dream. He had really been
with her last night. Blain embraced her without a word, and Leah
submitted to it without objection, though she was a little uncomfortable.
Blain was so happy, he felt as if he owned the world.
For a while.
But hell was close on the heels of heaven. He had spent the night with
her, but the more he thought of it, the more his happiness changed to
He still did not have her heart.
He still didnâ€™t really have her.
Numberless fears tormented him, but more than anything else, the fear
that she would still somehow run away with the barbarian king. It grew
worse with every passing day until he couldnâ€™t bear to allow any
visitors into Leahâ€™s palace, even for necessary wedding preparations.
After days of sickening anxiety, he knew that no matter how obedient she
appeared, he could never trust her. There was only one way to end this.
Blain made his way to the Queen Motherâ€™s palace.
All the plants were dead around that gloomy place, and it was so quiet,
even the sound of a mouse would have been audible. But there were none.
As he walked towards Cerdinaâ€™s chambers, Blain didnâ€™t see a single
The ornate wooden doors had long ago lost their original beauty, darkened
by the blood of beasts and people. Turning a rusted knob, the reek of
blood filled his nose as he looked at the woman lying in the middle of a
magic pattern made of blood.
The woman wore no makeup on her face. Her hair was in disarray and her
clothes were a mess. As soon as she saw Blain, she tried to rise, but
immediately collapsed back to the floor. Her body would not obey her.
â€œAhhhhâ€¦â€ Cerdina groaned with pain, and the black smoke writhed out
of her body as if it were alive. It was a long time before she could
contain the black smoke inside her body, and Blain watched her suffer and
waited until she was calm enough to tell her what he wanted.
â€œMake her my doll,â€ He ordered.
Cerdina glanced at him, hesitating, but when she opened her mouth to
speak, he shouted first.
â€œNow!â€ He shouted. â€œNow, make her a doll now, right now!â€
As usual, Cerdina obeyed him.
As soon as Blain returned to the main palace, he ordered his knights to
take Leah to the Queen Mother.
â€œYou promised me!â€ Leah screamed as she was dragged away. â€œYou
swore you wouldnâ€™t! You promised you wouldnâ€™t turn me into a doll!â€
But there was no one to help her. Once she was gone, Blain walked alone
through his palace, filled with a tempest of feelings he couldnâ€™t
After the sun went down, Leah returned to the palace alone.
Like the night outside the palace windows, there was nothing left in her
Blain looked into her unfocused purple eyes, so dark and opaque she
looked as if she had died.
â€œDo you love me, Leah?â€ He asked.
When she answered, her voice was empty.
â€œI love you.â€
Blainâ€™s fists clenched. This was what he had wanted. This was his
moment of triumph. It wasnâ€™t the way he had wanted it, but he had
finally done it.
But he felt no joy. The thing rising from the depths of his heart was
fury. Grabbing Leahâ€™s arm, he yanked her roughly in front of him,
suddenly enraged. But she did nothing. She only waited calmly to be told
what to do.
Looking at Leah with bloodshot eyes, Blain stormed away, leaving her
alone. There was nothing in the room but silence.
Slowly, the glow returned to unfocused purple eyes. Laying a hand on her
stomach, Leah turned, looking around before she slowly spoke the name.
She closed her eyes. It was time to end it all.