ELLA :
I don't know if I am ashamed of myself or embarrassed, how could I let a monster like him touch me. OH God, am I a sinner now? I had been f**ked by a devil multiple times but at that time I didn't know about it at all.
Even today, when he clearly showed me his true self I still let him do whatever he wanted. But somehow, I didn't see his gain in pleasuring me and satisfying me, in fact, he would get more frustrated by this thing as he wasn't able to touch me.
I don't know when I fell asleep with all my thoughts but when I felt my body being moved, I got my senses back but still, I didn't open my eyes neither move a little. I was so close with that devil, I just wanted to see what he would do to me when I am unaware of him.
But surprisingly, he didn't do anything to me. Instead, he cleaned me with a bath towel and then put on my clothes. He did all these things by himself that made me feel shocked. He could easily use his powers on me but he didn't and also his movements were too gentle on me.
After tucking me into the bed, presuming me as a sleeping woman he intended to leave but I impulsively held his hand and stopped him.
"Ella?" He exclaimed, staring at me in disbelief.
"Please sleep with me for a while," I requested him and then pulled away, giving him space to get in my bed. He hesitated for a minute and then crawled into my bed, laying beside me. "You know I can't sleep," He told me after a while and I nodded my head in response, "I am getting to believe this now."
I then unexpectedly held his waist and got close to him, I put my head on his chest, there was no heartbeat to whom I could listen and I felt stupid that I didn't notice this thing before with him.
He started caressing my hair to soothe my disturbing thoughts and I also tried to sleep but as I closed my eyes, suddenly my mom and dad's image appeared in front of me.
I opened my eyes quickly and feeling heavy and emotional, I started talking to the devil. "I missed my parents sometimes," I started, "They have always loved me and Oliver equally even though they weren't our real parents, they had always treated us like their own child. I was too shattered when my parents died, I had even cut out myself from everyone except Oliver. He is the only person who took care of me and helped me to get out of that rough time in our life. He was my support system, my everything." I stopped breathing heavily.
The tears started filling my eyes and swallowing a large amount of saliva, I finally held my chin up and looked at the devil, "Please don't kill Oliver... Please..." I pleaded to him with teary eyes and he looked disturbed, his brows furrowed as he looked down at me with complicated emotions clouding his eyes. He looked like he was also struggling with something just like I am.
"Sleep Ella," It felt like an eternity to me before he opened his mouth and I heard these two words from him dismissing my plea.
I am not in the position to fight with him or argue with him but I couldn't hide my disappointment in him as I again put my face on his chest and snuggled into a deep sleep.
***
The next day when I woke up, the bright light from the curtains indicated that I had slept all day. "OH GOD," I gasped in disbelief while slapping hard on my forehead and then hissing from the pain I got from that slap.
"F**k me," I groaned unhappily and then walked to the bathroom to freshen up.
I was feeling grumpy and annoyed because I had slept way too long or I don't know if it's the reason that the ache between my legs is growing and asking for the devil's ....
"No..." I snapped at my thoughts and then climbed down the stairs hoping to not see the devil but no, how could that moron even leave me alone. As I finished the last stair, I saw the devil in the kitchen, his back was on me and I wasn't in the mood to see him as I decided to turn and go back to my room.
"Ella..." He called out my name just when my feet touched the first step of the stairs. I stayed still and after a while, I finally turned to him sighing in defeat.
"Yes?" I arched my brow and he gestured to me to take a seat.
I sat on the table obediently, I was starving and the whole kitchen was filled with food aroma. I thought he had cooked something but no they were all packed parcels. Well, I don't mind as long as the food is delicious.
I hungrily took my cutlery and started digging into the food while he kept looking at me. I ignored his stare at me and continued filling my starving stomach with the delicious food. As I finished my food, a burp escaped from my lips making me blush in embarrassment.
"Do you want a wedding?" The devil asked me out of sudden and my jaw dropped at his words.
"What?" I yelled so loud that he seemed to look a bit nervous by my loud reaction.
"I... I mean, our wedding. Only a few days are left, if you want we can buy a dress just like all couples do," He offered and I smiled at him sarcastically.
"Oh really? And who is gonna attend our wedding? The humans or some different creatures? Or what am I supposed to tell my friends, that guys meet my soon to be husband who is a real devil and if you dare scream at him he is gonna kill you all right at this moment."
My nose was flaring and I was boiling in fury. I was already in a bad mood since I had woken up and now his brainless words made it worse. I then stood up without an intention of listening to his explanation or his offer, I simply strode to my room and slammed the door hard releasing my anger on it.
BOOM
I sat on my bed, fuming in anger. I don’t know why I am feeling so pissed at his words. Is it because he is offering me the wrong thing or is it because he is trying to be good to me and I don’t want to see any good in him.
No…No…No…
I can never fall for a devil, the person I love the most is Oliver, I loved him because he pretended to be Oliver but where is Oliver?
The worry appeared on my face thinking about Oliver, I don’t know where he had hidden him?
Thinking of Oliver, suddenly my thoughts were distracted by a knock on the door. I frowned as it was unusual for a devil to knock on the door and ask for permission to get inside my room.
He opened the door slightly after a while as he didn’t get any reply from me. “Can I?” He asked and I nodded my head, keeping my face as stiff as I could.
I wrapped my arms around my chest feeling shy when he started staring at my b**bs that were literally inviting him to taste them.
“F**k, he didn’t put a bra on me last night,” I cursed in my mind and he also diverted his gaze from my chest and then coughed embarrassedly.
“Ella, I know I am forcing you into this marriage but you have no choice but to accept it. I… I can’t let you go. I want to see you as a bride, as my bride.” He said it with so much love and warmth that for a moment I was completely melted by his words and wanted to throw myself into his arms.
But I restrained myself as I kept my eyes open and could see the reality of his true self. “If you will let me see Oliver before our wedding only then I will do as you like,” I placed a deal in front of him, even when deep inside I knew that he could easily force me into anything he wanted.
The time was ticking and the air was getting thin between us, my heart was pounding so heavily that it could jump out of my chest at any time while waiting for him to respond.
And finally, he did respond to my deal.