HAREM THE RULER

CHAPTER 22

Angela followed in the footsteps of the chief clerk of the Lazarus residence, she had known him several times when she was a Lady of Lazarus.

She is not the Lady of Lazarus. With a changed face and the identity of others but it's all for the sake of his children. He came back not only because someone ordered him but also there was interest in himself.

"Let's go, this is your room now. Because one of the guards recommended you, I accepted you, but remember after work not because you have an insider, but because of your hard work. Here all must obey the rules, the other rules you read the paper in your hand!" miss Deborah the female head of the staff explained.

"Alright," Angela nodded in understanding.

"You say your name is Kristine, the three of them are your roommates, get along with them."

Debora once again looked at Kristine's appearance, then turned her body out of the female employee's room.

The two occupants of the room immediately approached Angela who had changed her name to Kristine.

"Hi Kristine, call me Nana. Her name is Almeta call her Meta. Welcome to the residence of Mr. Lazarus." Nana introduced herself and the other roommates, she reached out to shake hands.

Angela smiled kindly, welcoming her hand out. His eyes were fixed on his other roommate who looked indifferent and did not even want to see his new self coming.

"Don't mind him, his name is Elisha, the sycophant of the Madam here. Don't get close to him. Let's put your stuff in an empty closet, after we're done sleeping, it's time for us to rest. But you read the rules of this house for a minute, our work time starts at four in the morning." Nana pulls Angela's arm and helps her tidy up her luggage.

By midnight, everyone in Lazarus' house had fallen asleep, except Irene, who was planning to do so.

Irene saw the doorkeeper of the Lazarus study room asleep, she put sleeping pills in while telling the waitress to give the guard a drink. He slowly opened the door of the study, and walked in and approached Lazarus's bedroom.

Lazarus was restless in his sleep, in his dream seeing the bodies of Angela and her blood-soaked son. His breath was instantly congested, feeling someone was suffocating him. "No Angela!!!"

Lazarus woke up, his body shaking violently. His heart was throbbing fast, his breathing was severed. "Well.hahhh... Angela's."

Irene's hand that was just about to hug Lazarus' lying body, instantly fell onto the bed, hugging the empty space. His eyes stared at the body of Lazarus who was rising up sitting with the look of his eyes irritated. But he quickly got up from his bed, approaching Lazarus from behind. Sexy lingerie clung onto her body that could not even cover anything. "Honey." his hand gently stroked Lazarus' back, flirting with the tip of his index nail moving to and fro.

Seeing Lazarus silently not rejecting him, Irene was pleased, she put her body on Lazarus' back, her hands passed under Lazarus' arms forward, she hugged him from behind. He rested on the back of Lazarus. "Darling, you know I've been waiting a long time like this. Ever since I came in, you never touched me. We even have a Son, let alone one who stands in our way. Come on baby, I will tonight satisfy you~~~" his hand in front stroking Lazarus' chest aggressively.

"You want to satisfy me? Did ya? You capable?" lazarus' voice sounded strange in his ears, but Irene ignored him continue to launch the action to arouse Lazarus' lust.

"Of course, honey, you want me to be satisfied with how. Let's say, hem~~~" makes her voice as sexy as possible.

Lazarus suddenly distanced his body, got off the bed, stood facing Irene who was lying on the bed. He stared at the sexy body of Irene who was inviting, in her body hardly wearing anything. "Try it, I'm giving you one chance. If you fail to satisfy me, do you want the penalty?"

Irene slightly shuddered at Lazarus' deep tone of voice, her eyes not a tempted look but like she wanted to kill him. Holding back her fear, she must become a legitimate mistress for her own sake even though the orders to her did not tell her.

He nodded, then crawled closer to the body of Lazarus who was standing gallantly. He pulled his body up, his fingers began to open one by one Lazarus shirt buttons, pulling off his shirt, now Lazarus' upper body became plain.

Irene was flabbergasted to see the plain body of Lazarus, her lust growing. He crawled to his feet, slowly kissing Lazarus' plain body from chest to bottom. His eyes glanced at the weapon belonging to Lazarus who was still not awake, he did not give up.

His hand launched its assault again, skillfully stimulating Lazarus's weapon, grasping it and stroking it gently. Seeing the result, he did the next action to open his mouth wide, put the weapon belonging to Lazarus into his mouth. Time passed but Lazarus's property still did not grow even a moment, a sense of panic attacked him.

While he was still trying, the pain in his head hurt him. Lazarus pulled his coarse hair back, forcing himself to let go of Lazarus' weapons.

"You are satisfied?! Hows it? Don't you have to get your punishment now?!!!" Lazarus throws Irene's body rough into the bed.

Irene was completely frightened, rewinding her body stuck to the head of the bed.

Lazarus slowly put his pants back on, pulling his belt from his pants. Holding it in her hand, approached Irene with her eyes reddened with anger. "You think I accepted you here because you brought your son! You're just a cheap4n woman who used a trick on me to conceive my son! If it wasn't for my sake do you think you'd still be here! HUH!!!"

"Even the child you brought me hated him so much, the child born of a woman like you thought I would love him! I accept you for my ambition, you know the truth! Just because the boy is a man and bleeds the same as me, I just need that! So again don't ever think you'll be welcome here! NOW GET YOU OUT OF MY SIGHT OR I'LL KILL YOU!!!!"

Irene quickly got off the bed, forgetting her sleeping robe that was chuckling on the floor. He ran out with a face that was like he was going to die, without looking back and running.

"Aarggghhhh!!!!!!" Lazarus punched his fist against the wall.

Brakk! Brakk! Brakk!!!

All the guards and residents of the entire house woke up to the sound of commotion from the study.

Albert who was asleep occupying a special clerk's room, he woke up hearing a loud knock on the door of his room.

"Mr Albert! Awake Sir. Lord Lazarus is on a rampage!!" the sound of someone banging on the door.

Albert's sleepy eyes instantly woke up, quickly picking up his glasses on the side table nightstand. Opening the door, running towards his master's office. When he reached the door of the study room was wide open, seeing Madam Michelle standing by the table staring into the bedroom did not dare to approach. "Mrs."

Michelle looked at Albert. "Why else he is, you take care of him."

"Good Mistress." Albert stepped into the bedroom, flabbergasted at the chaos. His eyes were fixed on the sleeping robe of the woman who was lying on the floor, then his eyes looked around, broken glass scattered, blood everywhere splattered. The gazes around him stopped at the bed that his Master had already smashed. Albert looked at his Master who was resting on the floor, with his innocent upper body bleeding. "Master!"

Albert ran to Lazarus, his ears immediately heard the muttering sound of his Master.

"Love, I'm sorry. This bed is where my last hug to you, no more. This room's been tainted, I'm sorry."

Albert could not help but hold his grief, taking a sleeping robe from the cupboard to dress it to his master who had lost consciousness of his surroundings.