Although Ruka didn’t like to admit it but, aside from this face of hers that only brought her disaster up until now, her defiled body was nothing to be proud of. She can’t think anything that can make her master fall for her… in fact, probably, her master only wanted her because of her beautiful appearance, wanting her to warm his bed.

Of course, she wouldn’t dare complain… it was her destiny after all. Besides, she was already quite satisfied with her current situation—where her demonic prince seemed to have some care for her, even a little.

Ruka smiled bitterly.

By chance, both of her hands were restricted by Cian’s arms, making her unable to move. She was imprisoned tightly in his embrace. Thus, Ruka bit her lips and tried to struggle a bit, wanting to at least free her hand.

His warm breath was blowing on her neck. “Let me sleep for a bit,” Cian’s husky voice was filled with a subtle threat. “If you won’t comply, I will bite you to death…” From his strange wordings, anyone can see that Cian was still half asleep.

Ruka bit her lips, stopping herself to make a smile. “Master, I won’t leave, I just, I just want to free my right arm at least … this, this is a bit uncomfortable…”

Hearing her words, her demon prince slowly opened its eyes, not showing a trace of humanity. Its eyes were, dark as a piece of glass immersed in a cold lake, "What…?!" It looked towards her with eyes that shot daggers and the color in Ruka’s body drained.

"..." Ruka was speechless.

Oh my God… what did I say?

Why get angry…?

I just, I just… Ruka wanted to cry but shed no tears. However, it seems like the devil still have some conscience as he lifted up his heavy arms, freeing Ruka’s arms much to her relief. Then, the lifted arms returned to their position and before Ruka could react, passed through her uniform which seemed to have the top portion unbuttoned for who knows when and circled around his bareback…”

Ruka’s face seemed to have been splashed by a pigeon’s blood as she felt the heat from Cian’s arms being transformed into her via direct contact. However, she didn’t say anything this time or else she feared that she might be thrown out the window if she still made another word and disturb his highness great beauty sleep…

Her master had a really horrendous temper whenever he woke up. If he was disturbed during his sleep, that was akin to the end of the world—and Ruka knows that most compared to anyone else!

She could only bite her lips in shyness and sigh.

Whatever, why does she still need act like a pure maiden in front of her master…? Her body already belongs to him and he can play them whenever he wanted—she would never have any objection nor does she dares to. But still, master even if you’re angry, why not just coiled your arms around me, not inside my clothes…?

This is embarrassing! If someone saw this scene… Ah! Just thinking about it makes me want to find a hole to jump into!

Even though her demonic prince seemed to have calmed down a bit these past few days and started acting like her ideal prince, she still didn't dare let her guard down. Her fear for this youth was still buried deep in her bones and would never go away.

But, if she wanted to change her fate—and although she wouldn’t dare dream of being her master’s lover, at least she can become a slave that would be showered by his affection from time to time—that would be enough!

She would be satisfied…!

Though to achieve this, she had to overcome this fear first.

Ruka dug her nails into her palms to maintain her composure and then lifted her arms, gulping her fear down her throat, she placed her arm around Cian’s shoulders and gently hugged him back...

Her movements were so soft and gentle as if she was afraid that with just a bit forced, Cian would crumble into small shards of glass.

This sudden action caused Cian’s brows to furrow. Noticing this, Ruka’s body instantly turned stiff as if she had seen Medusa’s eyes and turned into stone. However, it was only for a moment before the furrowed brows gradually turned loose and Cian’s breath slightly turned soft and weak, apparently sleeping.

He didn't react.

He was really asleep!

Ruka’s eyes shined as if she found a land after a long drifting through the sea. Cian’s lack of reaction caused Ruka’s fear to gradually ease up and her confidence slowly spar. Her hand embracing his shoulder moved towards his head, then caressing his soft hair with her fingers.

One second went by...

Two seconds went by...

Three seconds went by...

Cian did not move at all.

Ruka’s lips arced, turning into a sweet smile. Truthfully, she was accustomed to waking up early.

Although she was still really tired, to ask her to lay in bed and sleep peacefully for another few hours after waking up felt like a sin to her.

It was out of habit, making her uncomfortable. However, if she could do something like this, see her master’s handsome face up close—that kind of life, she wouldn’t complain at all!

She couldn’t understand it before, but right now she could understand clearly.

This is not just aspiration. As I thought… I love master.

Smiling wryly, she stretched her hand out and brushed the dust off she saw on Cian’s pale white cheek with her fingertips. Seeing him sleeping deeply like this, Ruka subconsciously blurt out the words hidden in her heart, “…Master, I apologize it seemed like this servant is falling for you. I know it’s forbidden, it’s a sin for someone dirty and lowly like me to fall for her master… but, I, love you… I really do love you…”

“… …”

Ruka’s voice was extremely soft. Her voice wouldn’t even surprise a mosquito if one would appear in front of her mouth. Still, if one listens carefully, they would feel the heart-rending sorrow from her tone.

She doesn’t know why… she just did fell for him.

She was a simple woman who wouldn’t overestimate herself and desire anything that was out of her reach. Of course, she doesn’t have such confidence and spirit either to say this in front of her master.

She could only do it now… because she knows that her master was sleeping. Even still, after voicing this kind of hidden feelings, somehow lifted a heavyweight burdening her heart.

“..I’m just scared… really scared of you abandoning me in the future. After you got tired of me, you might just want to throw me away… that’s not just a feeling probably.”

“Master, if possible, I want to stay with you forever… I can do anything you wanted, you can have everything I have, my body, my soul… as long as you won’t… you won’t throw me away, I can do anything… please, let me stay by your side, forever…”

While talking, Ruka gnawed at her lip silently. Thinking about the future where she would be abandoned by him, her eyes flashed with deep anxiety.

She couldn’t prevent the tears from flowing down as she looked at him. She could only imagine the loneliness she would experience if her master throws her away.

What a sorrowful life would she had…

All of a sudden, as she was immersed in her sorrow, a slender finger reached towards her face. Feeling this cold touch stroking her cheeks as if wiping her tears, Ruka tensed up and her whole body froze.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a gentle pair of beautiful colored mismatched eyes staring at her. Her demonic prince, who she thought was deep asleep was now looking at her and smiled a warm, handsome smile.

Immediately, the bedroom becomes so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Ruka began to tremble and could do nothing more than stare blankly. Her hands stroking at Cian’s soft hair trembled and stiffened in the air. Her heart is in a mess, a kind of feeling of being a criminal caught red-handed.

“M, master…?!”

“What’s this?” Cian’s eyes flashed a mischievous glint as he stared at Ruka. “Is my slave confessing to me…?”

“M, master, that’s not what I, what I…” Ruka tried to deny but in the end, she lost her voice, not knowing what to say at this very moment. Her face alternating from purple, white then pink… what she wanted to do now was to run away but she couldn’t do it since the arm hugging her tightened as if knowing what she was thinking to do.

She wasn’t sure what to say, but she couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down.

Suddenly, she feels the danger. The hands that are still on her waist seems particularly firm, making her feel like she is unable to move a single step. Masculine breath is beside her ears.

She then took a deep breath and stared at Cian directly. This was the very first time she had done so, in her entire life of servitude, looking straight to his eyes.

“Pr, Prince Aanuel.”

This is the first time, she addresses him by his name. Ruka feels a bit uneasy, but at this time, how can she be able to call him Master?

“I know I seemed like an overreaching slave, a shameless dirty woman… however, I indeed love you, I love you, my master…”

“… …”