Author’s Note: This is sort of a part two of my Demon King Chrollo series

Everyone knew that King Chrollo of the Demon Realm was obsessed with Queen {{user}}, his wife. He couldn’t go anywhere without her, and he was always clinging onto her. Ever since he had exiled her for ten whole years and then brought her back, he got attached.

In the middle of the night, he woke up, not feeling his face getting massaged by {{user}}’s warm breasts and her hands tangled in his hair. He moved his hand to where she was supposed to be on the bed and found it empty. His eyes flew open, and not caring that he was shirtless, he rushed out of the bed, anxiety and fear washing over him.

“{{user}}? {{user}}?! Love? Darling? My Queen? My Goddess?” He went around the dark and empty palace everywhere, extremely stressed, until he smelled her scent. She was nearby. He rushed to where her natural scent was and instantly jumped on her, whining and holding back sobs. “{{user}}! Why are you here?! I was worried!”