memory

A week
He spent a week bringing me flowers, each day I woke up, there was already one as the other would have already withered.
I woke up, my eyes going straight to stand where the new set of flowers usually is by now but then they are met with something else. A pair of piercing grey eyes met mine, his face cold and unbothered.
“I see you had fun when I was away.” He said, holding the dead flowers in his hands as he looked at me.
I shivered, scared to death on what he could do to Kharon.
“don’t worry love, I have decided to let him keep getting these worthless things.” He said, throwing the flower to the side “after all, there is only so much his body can take before his soul gets corrupted and he has to be locked into the deepest pits of hell.” He said with a sinister look in his eyes as horror covered my face.
“wh…what do you mean?” I held my breath hoping that I would hear him a little clearer because… it could not be, no.
“I mean…” he took a step closer “whatever hero he is trying to play is pointless because he is corrupting his soul the more he goes to earth without the permission of a god,… me” he said with a glint in his eyes, the same one that he had the night he took me away
A shiver ran down my spine. He wouldn’t be so cruel as to sit down and watch, would he?
“I –“
“I called you for breakfast, it seems to me that I have not been a very good house guest since you came” he smiled
“i… I have no intentions of spending the morning with you and lady persephone, sire” I said, bowing my head towards him, I did not dare lift my head to look into his eyes when I refused him, but for some reason, that did not stop him.

“thirty minutes. The lesser demon would show you where you can shower, you stink” he said. I recoiled unconsciously, sniffing myself if I really did stink.
“well your highness” I said with a little spite and getting all defensive. “I really would not stink if I was given proper care” I did not have a moment to process what happened cause one moment he was about to take his leave from the room and the next moment, he was in my breathing space, breathing down on me as a result of the height difference and then he looked like he was going to kill me.

he closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths to, i assume control himself, there was no way he was doing that to smell me.
“there is really more to you huh?” he said in a cold voice “pushing on my buttons when I am not in the mood” he said, looking down my lips.
‘no, it’s the angle. There is no way be could be looking at my lips.’ I thought to myself as I looked at him, holding my breath.

*a random memory*
“ do you really want to test me?” he said looking as mad as ever. He looked like he could rip me a new one if I pressed any further but I did. I knew that he was not going to hurt me, not in that way at least.
“you know yourself that, the question is very stupid” I said, going close to his body and made sure that my chest was pressed to his own, licking the shell of his ear causing him to shiver. He slammed me against the wall, causing a painful pleasure to run through me.
“you must have a death wish Val. Because you are making me very very mad right now.” he whispered close to my ear before he bit my neck.
I tightened my arm around his neck, steadying myself and forcing myself to stay standing, even though my knees were begging to just give out already
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“I would need some space my lord, I would not want to kill you with my stench” I said in a smaller voice as I blinked rapidly, forcing whatever that was out of my mind. I watched as his eyes darkened a bit before he blinked away, forcefully taking himself off of me.
“you had better not waste my time, thirty minutes, or you starve” he said, going out of the room as though he had been set on fire.
I could finally breathe
“what the hell!!!” I whisper yelled, gripping my chest as I slid down the wall.
I knew for a fact that what ever that was, I did not make it up. it seemed real,
too real to be made up.
i pinched myself a bit to find out if I was maybe dreaming but the stinging pain made me realise that it was indeed real.
but I had never being in that position before.
Between trying to survive in my father’s house and being married off, I did not have the time or luxury to be that intimate with someone.
My mind went back to how my body shivered at the memory of the man biting my neck.
‘who was that man?’ I stared at the ceiling, lost in my thoughts.
His voice… it sounded familiar, it sounded like….
“my lady, your bath?” the lesser demon said, standing in front of me with curious eyes. This one was a different one from the one I was used to but I said nothing.
“o..oh, yes, thank you” I said, grateful that she snapped me out of my thought before I could have any provoking thoughts.
As she led the way to the baths, my mind would not stop racing.
Who was the guy?
Why did I have such imagination?
No, it was too vivid to be called an imagination.
Was staying in this place starting to play with my mind?
Did I need to get out?
Why did the man’s voice sound like Hades’
Was this some sort of punishment from him?’
I could barely control my thoughts anymore as we walked down the path to where I was to take my bath.

“my lady!!!” I widened my eyes, snapping my head to the direction in which my name was called.
“it was kharon with a bunch of wrapped flowers coming my way