My devil wants you every moment

Apollyon had almost killed the servant. His hand clenched around her neck, her struggles weakening. However, the moment Lilith's voice reached his ears, his grip loosened, and the servant fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

Lilith rushed to the servant's side, her heart pounding. The servant coughed violently, struggling to draw air into her lungs. Dropping to her knees, Lilith gently helped the servant sit up, her hand soothingly caressing the servant's back.

"Water. Give me water," Lilith ordered Karin, her voice urgent.

To her surprise, Karin remained still, his eyes locked on Apollyon, awaiting his command.

"Give me water, Karin," Lilith repeated, her tone now stern and authoritative.

With a glance from Apollyon signaling his approval, Karin quickly filled a glass of water and handed it to Lilith.

Lilith gently brought the glass to the servant's lips, allowing her to take slow, measured sips of water. Her other hand continued to stroke the servant's back, offering her comfort. Once the servant had drunk enough, Lilith handed the glass back to Karin and turned her full attention to the servant.

Kneeling beside her, Lilith carefully examined the servant's pulse, her fingers pressing lightly against the skin. Satisfied that it was steady, she slowly helped the servant to her feet, supporting her weight as she stood.

"Are you alright?" Lilith asked, her voice filled with genuine concern as she gazed into the servant's eyes.

"Y-yes, Your Majesty," the servant replied humbly, though her voice trembled. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment, and the fear in them was clear to recognize.

Lilith's heart ached at the sight. "Go and rest for some time," she said.

But the servant remained rooted to the spot, waiting for the king's order, which was supreme for her.

Apollyon watched the scene unfold intently. Lilith's evident concern for a mere servant stung him. He felt a sharp pang of anger and hurt that she showed such care for the servant but not for him.

"Throw her out of the palace," Apollyon ordered Karin, his voice cold and authoritative. He glared at Lilith, his eyes burning with anger and betrayal.

Lilith furrowed her brows, about to protest, but before she could utter a word, Apollyon disappeared from sight, vanishing into thin air with a flicker of magic.

Karin, with a resigned expression, instructed the servant to follow him. Lilith stood alone in the grand hall, her mind racing.

"Is it because of what happened in the morning?" Lilith murmured to herself, turning on her heel to leave the hall.

Upon reaching her chamber, she was greeted by Zoey, who seemed uneasy. "His Majesty is in the bedchamber," Zoey informed her quietly. "He looked furious. No one dared to ask if he would be coming to the dining hall." Zoey hesitated before adding in a whisper, "Does Her Majesty know what happened to the King?"

Lilith didn't respond. Her mind was focused on Apollyon, and she knew she needed to confront him. She made her way to the bedchamber, her footsteps echoing in the quiet corridors.

When she reached the door, she took a deep breath and pushed it open, the door closing behind her with a loud thud to announce her presence.

Apollyon was resting on a recliner, his eyes closed but his posture tense. Lilith took a moment to gather her thoughts, the silence between them thick with unspoken words. She walked further into the room, her gaze fixed on him.

"Apollyon," she began, her voice steady yet soft. "We need to talk."

He didn't open his eyes, but she could see the muscles in his jaw tighten. She moved closer, determined to bridge the gap between them.

"I have nothing to talk with you," Apollyon stated flatly, his voice cold and distant.

Lilith's frustration bubbled over. "I wasn't even in my senses. How am I supposed to know if I did that in my right mind or not? Don't you think any aphrodisiac, if taken, increases physical attraction?" she argued, her voice rising with emotion.

Apollyon's eyes snapped open, and he gazed at her sharply. In an instant, he was upon her. Lilith gasped as she found herself pinned against the wall, his hand gripping her throat just enough to hold her in place, his thumb resting on her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Lilith," Apollyon said in a deep, menacing voice, his eyes never leaving hers. "Don't make me do something I don't intend to." His words were a warning, laced with a threat that sent a shiver down her spine.

"My devil wants you every moment. And last night when we almost did it, I did it because you asked me. Now, you're saying it was out of love with no feelings attached," Apollyon affirmed.

Lilith shook her head, her eyes pleading for understanding. "You weren't in your right senses either. You started kissing me, and I just got swept up in that moment," she argued fervently, her voice trembling.

"I asked you if you wanted it," Apollyon interjected, his tone remained firm. "You agreed, and only then did I proceed."

Lilith sighed heavily, feeling torn and confused. Tears brimmed at the edges of her eyes, betraying the turmoil within her. "I'm confused, Apollyon. Why can't you understand that?" she muttered, frustration and vulnerability evident in her voice. "Please, help me through this. Help me understand my own feelings. Help me realize if there's something more between us."

Apollyon's gaze softened at that moment. He slowly removed his hand from her neck and lowered it. Lilith's eyes never left his when she felt his forehead rested against hers. Now, they were sharing the same air.

His hands were now on her waist inching further lower. "Doesn't my touch make you feel something?" he questioned. His hot breath fanned her lips. "Do you want me to show you how your body reacts with my kisses and touch?" he asked.

Lilith parted her lips. "Do it," she said.

Apollyon ducked his head to the crook of her neck and started kissing her. In the beginning, the kisses were dry and slow. But some time later, they turned into wet, sloppy kisses.

Lilith felt her heart began racing wildly against her chest. Her entire body was suddenly on a fire, the same like last night.

*My body... It feels different,** she thought and closed her eyes, taking in the sweet pleasure she got at that time.