Chapter 20: Katrina

When I open my eyes, I am shocked, you know how the books describe the underworld as somewhere dark that is devoid of all life,and ransacked by restless souls, yeah that’s an outright lie. Instead the underworld reminds me of Venice. From what I can see there are four great rivers that run through the underworld and they’re joined together by a fountain that seems to be located right in the middle of the kingdom. Further off in the distance I can see a castle that is made entirely out of white stone, although there are green vines with purple flowers that run up the palace walls.

Beside each river there are signs indicating the names of the towns; Acheron, Cocytus, Phlegethon, and Lethe. Each town was designed differently than the rest.
“Will we have time to visit the towns?” I ask Samael after admiring what I could see of the underground.

“If you wish to look around, then I’ll make the time to do so.” Samael replies, “But first, let’s go to the castle. Once we get settled in our rooms, we can head to the archives, the quicker we find the information we seek, the more time I’ll have to show you the kingdom I grew up in.”

“Our rooms?” I ask as we walk towards the castle.

“I thought you’d be comfortable sleeping by yourself. We haven’t spent the night together yet, and I didn’t want to assume, that you’d be comfortable sleeping with me.” Samael states.

“Don’t be silly, of course I want to share your room. I didn’t only come on this trip to gather information. I want to spend more time with you. I want to strengthen our bond and connect with you one on one.”

Samael looks over and smiles at me, “I was hoping you’d say that. I’ll feel more comfortable having you near me.”

“Should I be worried while we are down here?” I ask.

“Not as long as you’re with me, my parents, or accompanied by a guard. Not of the underworld is sunshine and rainbows, don’t forget prisoners are brought down here too. But my father doesn’t believe in prison. He doesn’t believe in taking someone’s freedom, just because they’re different than us. My father and mother are actually demon advocates, they use the underground as a demonstration that Gods and demons can get along in harmony. However some of the demons don’t side with my father’s theory and they’ll hurt anyone who comes near them that has divine powers. Seeing as how you’re my mate, you’d be a primary target.” Samael replies.

“Ah I see.” I reply as we make our way into the palace.

I am once again taken in awe by the beauty of it. While the outside of the castle is purely white, the inside of the castle is not. In the main foyer, the colors range from a pale ivory to a muted mustard, the design finished with a bench made of stained oak wood and two chairs to match. I can picture Persephone meeting with guest in this room, or Hades discussing business with his brothers, just aside the foyer is a spiral staircase, with one set of stairs going west and the other going right, the railing is white and has beautiful green vines with little yellow flowers intertwined throughout.

Samael leads me up the west side of the stairway, and soon we are walking down a hallway lined with pictures of Samael and other kids on the walls. One of the pictures is a photo of Samael, Aphelion, Beckett and Miles. They’re all young and their faces are covered with dirt and mud.

Samael catches me observing the picture as we walk by, “That was our first time meeting. I think we were either four or five in the picture. Our fathers decided to go on a father son camping trip as they wanted to introduce their heirs to each other. The four of us took to each other like bees to honey. While we didn’t grow up in the same kingdoms, we still kept in touch. The other pictures you see on the walls are pictures of my siblings. Before Dad met mom, he was a bit of a man whore as you can see. I have twelve sisters and thirteen brothers. They’re all demigods. I only have two younger siblings. Dad and mom wanted more children after me, but my mother wasn’t able to fall pregnant after she entered into the underworld. While visiting Earth, they met a human woman that they both fell instantly in love with. Mom and Dad both think this woman may very well be their mate. Anyways, Dad impregnated Sylvia and out came the twins. They’re one of the main reasons mom and dad only visit the underworld and no longer live here. They live up on Earth with Sylvia and the twins although sometimes my brother and sister will come visit with Mom and Dad. If they could they’d live down here permanently but since Sylvia is a human she can’t survive down here, the fumes would be toxic to her.”

“That must have been hard for you, not having your parents around.” I state as I listen to Samael talk about his family.

“Not really, Dad and Mom have always been busy with their charities and foundations. I was mostly raised by Hecate. She is mom’s best friend, and the only person who mom trusted to keep me safe. Hecate taught me my responsibilities as heir to the throne and by the time I was sixteen I was basically running the kingdom with her by my side.” Samael says as if it’s the most natural thing in the world for a kid not to be raised by their parents.

“Wow, that’s a lot of responsibility to put on a child.” I reply.

“It comes with being heir to the kingdom.” Samael says stopping in front of the door at the end of the hallway, “These are my quarters.” He states while opening the door and letting me walk inside first.

Ah, this is what I was expecting the underworld to look like, three out of the four walls in Samael’s room are coated with charcoal black paint, the fourth is white with crimson red paint splatters. In the center of the room is one of the largest beds I’ve seen. It’s covered with a crimson satin comforter and black pillows. There’s a small dresser off to one side of the room and a door that leads to an en-suite bathroom. Other than that the room is pretty bare. I fling myself onto the bed, and let out a low satisfied moan. “Oh my god, this bed is wonderful.”

“You look wonderful on my bed.” Samael flirts as he climbs onto the bed and hovers over me.

I bite my lower lip baiting him to make a move. Samael dips his head down a starts by placing soft gentle kisses on my lips. The kisses quickly turn into a heated make out session, with our tongues gliding along each others and our lips smashed firmly against one another’s. Samael has lowered himself onto me and is grinding his body into mine as his hand snakes up my blouse, brushing against my side. I am letting out little moans of pleasure, before Samael suddenly pulls away and climbs of the bed
“Come my little temptress.” He says with an evil grin on his face as he holds his hand out to help me up, which I reluctantly take. “Let us go to the archives and see if we can dig up that information we came for.

“Sure,” I respond with a smirk on my face.

That little bastard, had gotten me all hot and heavy, just to leave me hanging and wanting more. Well two can play at this game. I’ll follow you peacefully down to the archives Samael, but once we’re there we won’t be leaving until you’ve throughly fucked me.

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**Thank you so much for your patience between uploads, life has been pretty hectic with the move, work, school, and my baby boy turning 4! Hopefully these four chapters will tide you over for a bit. I am hoping to post at least one to two more chapters by Tuesday, since i have soem free time. As always thank you for your continued support, and make sure to let me know your thoughts on the book so far or any corrections that might need to be made. Reading your comments always makes me day a little brighter.