Leila rushed to one person she knew who knew everything about Elliana and could help her.
"Miss –"
"What are you doing here?" The lady didn’t even let the witch complete her sentence as she sat there on the ice swing with her eyes closed, her feet gently touching the ground every ti the swing ca near the ground.
Leila looked at the lady and contemplated cursing.
"That...that girl used the fire of hell on and told to burn in it. I thought she was just joking at that ti, but look at my hands, my powers were really burning. The fire will destroy everything I have worked so hard for," Leila said, and the lady opened her eyes.
"Hmm, I can see that. But I don’t seem to understand what brings you here?" The lady asked, and Leila gulped.
She knew what this lady wanted her to tell her.
"I need your help, please," Leila fell to the ground on her knees.
"Help you? Why? What good is it going to bring ?" The lady asked, and Leila’s lower lip whimpered.
"Please help . I will die at this rate. You are the only one that I know who knows Elliana better than anyone," Leila begged, and the lady smirked at her.
She closed her eyes again.
"That’s undeniably true. I know that girl inside out. After all, she is so much like ," she whispered with a hidden aning that Leila couldn’t decipher.
"I know her more than her mother knows her, more than her brother would ever find out about her and her dad –" The lady chuckled softly, the elegance dripping from her voice like a honey-sweet venom.
"Do you think hellfire is sothing I can counter? There are only two people in this world who can counter it. King Eros, who was gifted this thing by the demon king himself, and Elliana, who shared her father’s powers. You can see that King won’t co and help you, but Elliana – who told you to piss the girl?" The lady asked.
Leila gulped, not liking where this was going.
She knew that the lady in front of her knew where King Eros was, and if she asked him, he would have to help her willingly or unwillingly.
"If you ask –" Leila started, but stopped when the lady opened her eyes.
"Who do you think I am, Leila? Your friend?" The last stood from her place and walked to Leila in slow strides.
She looked at the witch who was sitting on the ground with hope of help and bent a bit to gaze into her eyes.
"Do we have so kind of misconception here, you filthy sl*t?" The lady asked, grabbing her jaws in a painful grip as she pinched her mouth before she held Leila’s hand, forcing her to stand.
Her attitude took a wild turn.
"I can’t help you baby even if I want to. This is not in my hand, and Eros is too weak to do a spell as strong as this. How about you go back to Elliana? Or if you don’t want it, how about going to hell?" The lady asked, a soft smile playing on her lips and tears welled in Leila’s eyes.
"How can you leave on my own after everything I did for –"
"For your own selfish reasons, sweetheart. Never try to guilt trip because it won’t work. You and I both know it’s not the truth. You were the one who wanted to act against Azura," the lady said before she grabbed a fistful of Leila’s hair and pulled her forward, making the girl fall in her embrace.
"I am giving you another reason to get under Elliana’s skin. So do as I am telling you, okay? Surprise and I will give you what you want," the lady tucked Leila’s hair behind her ears before brushing her knuckles on her cheeks, and Leila nodded at her.
anwhile, in the Blackskull palace, Sebastian sat in the living room, thinking about the reason his princess could’ve been there on the road.
Was it really all about just wanting to have a walk? As simple as it sounded and looked, for so reason, he was having trouble believing her, despite the fact that he knew she was naughty enough to pull such things.
He closed his eyes for a minute to relax and calm his heart after the incident.
It was both amazing and tiring how easily his princess calms his devil.
And though the devil acts all tad in front of his wife, when she is not in front of him, that’s when he takes over and starts to take a toll on him.
Now he can’t always have her with him to keep his cool, can he? Sebastian scrunched his brows.
’Why not? Why can’t we have her? She is mine!’ The beast inside him roared.
’Ours,’ Sebastian reminded his beast, who just rolled his eyes.
’Whatever. Call my wife here. We need her,’ His beast said again, and Sebastian sighed, tired of his constant nagging.
’For a beast, you can surely be demanding and irritating when it cos to her. You need her, but she needs rest. She will get sick at this –’ Sebastian started, but his beast shut him imdiately.
’She can lie on the bed, we will just enter slowly, she won’t have to move much. Just feel her warmth on our dick that is already erect from seeing her in the rain with erect nipples and –’ His beast reminded him of the sight they witnessed, and what made them angry at that ti.
Though he was worried about her, he wasn’t ashad of saying that a large part of it was because she looked so enchanting and vulnerable, and to say she was standing there wearing another man’s coat, irked the beast inside him who imdiately wanted to snap his brother’s neck.
That was the sole reason, he first held her close to his heart, looked into her eyes to calm his demons, placed her in the car, and then went to talk to his brother.
’I am not letting you have your way like that. So stop trying,’ Sebastian told his beast.
"Prince, your eting is starting in five minutes," Lucas reminded him, and Sebastian sighed before massaging his forehead, feeling a weird headache coming.
He furrowed his brows. This was strange. He wasn’t the type to get headaches and –
Sebastian –"..."
’You are doing this,’ he accused his beast, who huffed shalessly.
’NEED WIFE!’ The beast roared shalessly like a child who wanted his mommy’s nipple to –
Jeez, what the hell was he thinking? Sebastian shook his head. He was really becoming shaless for his wife, and the worst part was, he didn’t regret a second of it.
"Sir, would you like to have so refreshnts?" Miss Zoya asked when she saw his troubled expression, and Sebastian, who was about to leave, looked at her for a few seconds before humming.
"Miss Zoya,"
"Yes, Prince,"
"Don’t you think it’s weird that I have a very caring wife living with , but my refreshnts are brought to by another woman?" Sebastian asked.
Miss Zoya –"..." Other woman? But I have been your caretaker since you were in diapers.
"I will keep that in mind," Miss Zoya said, and Sebastian’s gaze moved towards the third floor where their room was.
"Ensure that she isn’t busy before sending her in. I have quite so work for her," Sebastian said before he left for his eting with a satisfied Beast who was ready to see his wife soon.
’Let’s have a quick peek at what she is doing. It’s in our way anyway,’ His beast urged, and Sebastian humd before he used his vampire speed to reach the room.
He creaked the room open slowly, to not alert her.
However, as soon as he did that, his throat went dry because he wasn’t prepared for the sight he saw.
His princess was standing there, dressed in nothing but a towel while her long wet hair flailed on her back and so on her neck.
The urge to kiss her senselessly, remove that towel, push her against the wall, and fuck her while he bites into her neck imdiately started taking over him.
He gulped before turning around and leaving.
Sebastian knew if he stayed for one second later, there was no way his beast would allow him to have the eting in peace, and though he was more overpowering over his beast, how would he control his beast when it’s what he wanted to?
’Damn you!’ His beast shouted.
’I swear if you interrupted my eting, you are not getting to taste your wife tonight,’ Sebastian threatened even though it was torture for him too, and his beast imdiately sat in the corner of his head, acting like a tad dragon he was and Sebastian smirked.
It looks like he has found a new way to ta this mischievous beast inside him that he was cursed with but now has beco a part of him.
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