The Story of Alexandra; A Demonic Sex Slave
It took every muscle in my body to stop myself from regurgitating. The bile tasted awful in the back of my throat. Kai watched me worriedly. “Alexandra? Are you okay?”, asked Rone, who had stopped eating to look at me. “Ugh, I feel really sick. I think it’s the food.”, I replied, clutching my stomach. “Food doesn’t seem too fond of you either.”, Kai smirked. Rone glared at him foully, before looking back at me. “Please excuse yourself if you feel that bad. Wait for me in your room.” I nodded to him before dashing from the room … Sitting on the end of my bed, I trembled, knowing what was coming next. I dreaded hearing those footsteps coming down the hall, and soon enough they did. Rone opened the door carefully, eyeing me as …