Part 29: Hate you to death

The Cruel Prince

Author by Natalie Ernison

Nathasya screamed loudly and really didn't want to end up in the hands of this despicable and disgusting creature, she thought.

Nathasya closed her eyes, because she was really desperate.

Bruakkkhhhh… the sound of the door slamming and causing the door to be badly damaged. A man with a terrifying aura suddenly appeared, that man was Zakra.

“Savage creatures!! How dare you touch my woman!!” Zakra looks so angry and with so much anger, he releases energy from within him. The creature was seen cowering in fear, the creature fell down hoping for mercy.

But it's really not the right idea to ask forgiveness from a man like Zakra. His cruelty was even unmatched, plus something so precious to him dared to be touched by such a disgusting and terrible creature.

Zakra raised his right hand, and the creature bounced, and seemed to be suffering.

“Even despicable creatures like you deserve to be tortured in the blazing fire many times over!!” Zakra shouted angrily.

The creature returned to a room where Nathasya witnessed what they had done earlier.

“Take special fuel stored down there!!” Zakra ordered some of his bodyguards.

Then they brought an iron tube, and poured the liquid in the tube on all the creatures and the girls they tortured. While receiving a splash of liquid, they were unable to move, as if they were completely submissive to Zakra.

“Forgive me Mr. Zakra, we didn't know it was a woman belonging to you,” said the creatures with trembling voices due to their fear. These creatures are creatures who are slaves to their queen mother.

“You really dare touch my woman!!” Zakra snapped with his eyes already bloodshot, and his body turned like a big eagle.

Shhhpp…

Suddenly a fire lit up and engulfed the entire room with such great intensity. There really is no mercy for Zakra, the fault of one creature, but all creatures must accept it.

They are burned by a fire that looks alive, but when it burns, their skin returns intact, and goes on and on.

“I will send you into terrible torment for beings like you!!” Immediately the door closed tightly, now the only sound was a whimper of pain.

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“I beg you to come to your senses, dear...” whispered a man sitting on the edge of Nathasya's queen size bed.

Well, it was Zakra who was waiting for Nathasya. He faithfully stayed awake to accompany the woman who was unconscious, due to her severe trauma.

Sobs… sobs… Nathasya sobs when she wakes up again.

The servants who saw that Nathasya had regained consciousness, they rushed to report to the great master, Zakra.

“Master.. Master… madam is awake,” said the servants.

With alacrity, Zakra immediately accelerated his work, then headed for Nathasya's room to lie down.

“Honey, which part hurts?” said Zakra who looked very worried about Nathasya's condition.

“I'm very scared, Master...” Nathasya whispered as she pulled the blanket and covered her face.

Zakra pulled back the blanket, then crushed Nathasya's lips. Zakra crouched down while continuing to kiss and continue to lick those tiny lips with a burning passion and he was getting drunk. It seemed like it had been quite a while since they had touched each other, after what had happened all this time.

“Never mind, forget everything. We'll start all over again..” said Zakra while gently stroking Nathasya's cheek, Nathasya was silent and was surprised.

“Is this man really Zakra..” Nathasya thought, as if she couldn't believe it, if Zakra could be this gentle.

… … …

“From today onwards, don't let the madam get into danger again. If you don't, I'll cut off your accomplices!!” said Zakra with a tone full of prosecution and no protest.

“Yes sir...” said the guards and servants.

Zakra again left the mansion without telling her where he was going. Nathasya is now quite comfortable, without any more physical torture.

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“Madam, don't you want to give master a chance to make things right?” said a female servant who was accompanying Nathasya to paint in a flower garden, to reduce her boredom.

“Why did aunty ask me such a question?” replied Nathasya, stopping her movement while she was painting flowers.

“It's okay, madam, it's just that you are rarely seen in the mansion and even with the madam ..” said the servant and then looked down because Nathasya began to not really like this conversation.

Nathasya sometimes had to find something to do on her own, because she was really tired of her current situation.

“What really happened to me, why the absence of that vile demon has made me quite lonely...” Nathasya thought, as she looked at the scenery outside her window. Because Zakra, who was rarely at mansion, now made feel something strange about him.

After all, Zakra is her first lover and also her first love who has made her understand the meaning of love and loss. However, things did not go as well as she wanted. The man she loved so much did things she couldn't accept. Even though she knows, that everything Zakra did to her was for love. But still, everything can't go back to the way it was.

All the painful wounds of the past seemed to eat away at her mind, and she felt that she would never be happy. Zakra's actions to her were really cruel and sadistic, it made Nathasya even more hateful. In fact, Zakra's other barbaric acts made Nathasya really hate her situation.

“How could I possibly live with a savage and savage man like that cold-blooded demon? How can I be happy, what is there in my life will be more and more destroyed .. “ Nathasya thought quietly.

Zakra's return has truly opened up their old memories, but their meeting has also opened up suffering for Nathasya. She really did not know what else to do, Jenner the handsome man she had no longer seen. Zakra's magnificent mansion really made her feel like she was in prison.

“Nathasya, I want to talk to you ..” said a man in a flat tone from the side door of the mansion, when Nathasya was making a painting as usual.

Nathasya also obeyed Zakra's words who wanted to talk to her privately. At that time Zakra was in the backyard, which also had a private pool belonging to Zakra.

Seen Zakra was sitting with a glass of maroon drink filled in a long glass. When Nathasya arrived, Zakra looked at her with a rather sad and sad look, unlike the usual cold and murderous gaze.

“Sit in front of me..” said Zakra asking Nathasya to sit across from him, and they looked at each other.

“Are you afraid of me?” said Zakra, suddenly making Nathasya confused what to answer, of course the answer was yes.

“Yes, I am afraid, and even I am afraid every time I face you, Master.” Nathasya said as she lowered her head, she began to twist the hem of her shirt, as without discomfort and fear.

“Sorry... that's probably all I can say right now..” Zakra said, and suddenly he knelt under Nathasya's feet. He grabbed Nathasya's trembling hands, and put them on her face with a sad look.

Nathasya really didn't understand and didn't even think that the sadistic man in front of could say that.

“I really love you. Ah no no, even I don't deserve you and really don't deserve .. “ Zakra said in a low voice and suddenly made his eyes start to tear up.

Nathasya pulled her hands back, and she felt that this was not the Zakra she had known all along. Because the Zakra she knows, is a very sadistic and savage figure, it is even difficult to find a person who can match Zakra's savagery.

Hikkss…. Zakra sobbed on Nathasya's lap. He fell down and continued to sob like a spoiled puppy, Nathasya thought at the time, because even describing a human is not appropriate for a man like Zakra.

“I'm sorry Nathasya ... please give me a chance ..” Zakra whispered in a voice that was almost inaudible.

Nathasya was silent and tears had started to flow. It was a shocking statement and almost made Nathasya think this was her dream in broad daylight. However, Zakra was actually in front of her and was even crying for her.

“How can it be that easy to say sorry, after what has been done to me so far..” Nathasya thought quietly. The atmosphere was getting sadder, Nathasya not was able to hold back the pain in her heart. The figure she loved so much and she hated half to death was now begging her.

“Master Zakra, I…”

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