Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

A grave for me

"You can't be serious!" 

"I can assure you I am."

"Then take me with you!"

"No!"

Clipped. Short. 

Where the hell was he going? I followed after him as he walked inside the closet. Once again, he ignored my presence. I scowled as he dressed in a plain white shirt that looked heavenly on him and the same trousers he was previously wearing. 

He was the epitome of beauty and danger. 

Fuck! Why am I thinking all this?

"Please," I tried again but like always he buttoned his shirt and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows. I crossed my arms over my chest before glaring at him.

"I promise I won't bother you," I whined like a child. I needed to know where he was going? After meeting with my parents, Michael entered the room. He said something in his ears and Lucifer went with him and after like two hours he was back and suddenly he ordered me to stay inside the castle. It wasn't like I was going somewhere?

"At least tell me, where are you going?" The strain in my voice made him turn towards me. With long, authoritative strides he walked toward me. His icy blue eyes flicked towards me as he came closer. His cold hands rested on my waist as he pulled me towards his rock-hard chest, trapping me in his arms. 

I gasped and angled my face to look up at his tall frame. Something flashed through his eyes and I sensed his arms squeezing my tiny waist.

"I know I've hurt you many times. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness but please trust me this once...I won't let anything happen to you, but you've to obey me this last time and I promise you I'll tell you everything you want to know...when I come back." 

So many emotions, so many feelings were hidden underneath the weight of his words. What was he hiding? The urge to know everything overwhelmed me. This was the very first time I felt a wave of emotions and feelings coming from him. And I wondered what would it take for me to learn all his hidden dark secrets. 

My lips quivered as I looked up at his eyes. The turmoil of emotions was thundering inside his very arctic blue eyes. 

Trust. 

A simple word with thousands of meanings hiding beneath it. How could I trust him? How could I believe his words, if he was hiding things from me? 

"...okay..."

It wasn't okay!

Relief washed over his features and he pulled me towards his chest making my heartbeat race. He was staring at me with desperation and something which I was failed to notice. I felt like his gaze was trying to penetrate my soul and engulf me. For the very first time sincerity flashed through his eyes as his eyes relentlessly peered down at me.

"Stay here...inside this room." His statement was an order but tried to present it as a choice that I never had.
I nodded my head.

I drew in a sharp breath as his fingertips made contact with my flushed face. The coldness lingered on my skin as the redness of my cheeks become a deeper shade of red. 

Lucifer's steely gaze softened as I felt him leaning in. It was like everything around us stopped. I could feel his arm tighten around my waist and his fingertips caressed my cheek as his lips softly planted against mine. 

Without warning, his soft kiss turned passionate filled with hunger and need. I didn't realize when my hands found their way to his neck as I pulled him closer. This was not me. 

But I wanted it. His touch, his....love.

Neither of us pulled away as our mouths battled, tongues clashed and hearts accelerated with need and desire. 
The moment we pulled away, his hot breaths framed my face.

"Stay here, please." The desperation to keep me here was making me more curious. His eyes flicked between red as he ordered down at me. The need to ravish me, to tame me, to make me his again, danced in his eyes before he again leaned down and pecked my lips, letting them linger there for a moment before he said something.

And in the next moment, he was gone, vanished in the air with the speed of light. Why did his words sound so realistic and heart-clenching? Why did he promise me something that he wasn't ready to give me earlier? What changed?

***
"Ouch! Careful, Cassian!" 

"I'm trying! Stop moving!" Cassian squeaked.

Laying on the bed, Angelina flipped through the pages of the book she had been reading. She was at her very last page and little by little, she had managed to complete this book within two hours. 

Cassian carefully kneeled behind Angelina as he rubbed soothing herbs on her back. 

"You should have healed much sooner! Why is it taking so much time?!" Cassian scolded. 

"Oh come on! I'm not some strong ass she wolf like you!" She snapped back as flipped another page. "I didn't know I was going to stumble upon stairs."

"You should be careful! Now, look how much wounded you are?!" Cassian narrowed in eyes at the nasty-looking gash on her left shoulder. His heart clenched looking at her shoulder as he sighed deeply.

A knock on the door started them as Angelina quickly pushed Cassian off her. She immediately tied down the strips of her gown and looked anxious at Cassian.
Cassian looked alarmed at the door as his eyes glanced at Angelina. 

Another knock shook them but before Cassian could hide, the door burst open. Angelina's eyes widened as she looked at the figure standing in front of the door.

"Angelina! I was-"

Sarah stopped mid-sentence as her eyes fell on Cassian. She couldn't describe what she could think seeing Cassian in Angelina's room made her suspicious. She looked between Angelina and Cassian before entering fully inside.

"I-I ca-"

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