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Azazel woke up to his phone ring, and he groaned, gently moving Athena out of his body. He plopped on his elbows and grabbed his phone. Sliding on the lock screen, he saw Ethan’s name.“Hello, Boss,” Ethan’s conservative voice greeted Azazel as soon as he put the phone on his ear.“What is it, Ethan?” Azazel’s voice was gruff and dry, “We admitted the guy from your house to the hospital. He had multiple stab wounds, and a lot of blood loss occurred. Currently, a blood transfusion is going on. He will be ready for inquiry in a day or two,” Ethan finished informing his Azazel, who was still in a daze. “Do we know who he is?” Azazel pulled Athena closer to him, but the girl did not move a muscle. She was sleeping like a log. Ethan inhaled a deep breath to break the information to his boss, “he is one of our security employees’ boss."Azazel’s brows creased, listening to his new piece of information, “my employee?” Azazel didn’t know whether to be pissed or confused, but it did make sen
“Boss,” Ethan walked into Azazel’s cabin, “the man gained consciousness,” Ethan pulled his phone out, showing the video to his boss. “What are we waiting for, then? Let’s go,” Azazel got in his car with Ethan in the driver’s seat. “Our men are there?” Azazel rested his elbow on the center console. He was nervous. Whatever he would make the man reveal will alter the course of his relationship with Athena. Somewhere in the sublime mind, he was sure that she hadn’t committed this crime that everyone blamed her off committing, but why did it feel good to punish her? Was he punishing her because she did something, or was it for his pure entertainment? He knows the answer but refused to let it known to his conscious mind. His thoughts halted when the car stopped at his warehouse. His guards opened the door for him. He stepped down, buttoning his suit jacket. He elegantly stepped into the shabby warehouse, his boots synchronizing the rhythm of the iron walls. The people in the warehouse wen
Athena opened her eyes, meeting his green ones. There were no emotions in hers, while Azazel’s eyes held some emotion, was it anger, pain, or guilt? Did she see shame, or has she finally gone mad? She doesn’t know. But she pulled back, trying to get up. Her skirt got caught on the chair’s leg, and she stumbled back, taking Azazel down. The man was quick to shield her head with his hand. He flipped her mind air and landed on his back with Athena on top of him. In expecting pain, Athena closed her eyes but opened them a moment later as she didn’t find her back hitting the hard floor. Instead, she felt landing on something soft. Athena slowly opened her eyes to meet the green-eyed demon again, the demon in her night and day sky. He intently looked at her as if she was far from him, residing in Andromeda. Athena tried to get up from his body. More of his face would infect her brain, and she would lose her sanity. The day’s pounding was still ringing in her ears. He halted her movement,
Athena woke up the next day feeling sore all over, and her pussy felt as if she had taken a jackhammer inside it. What was this? How can he have that kind of strength? He spent her to exhaustion. This was the case every single time. She could not keep having this, she has to find a way. She looked to the side and found Azazel already looking at her, “good morning,” he wished her, and Athena felt disgusted. She kept mum. “We have a ball to attend today. I will send you a dress,” she began to feel anxious; she didn’t want to go to that ball. She knew her family would be there, though her heart was aching to meet Cleon. She didn’t want to meet her other family. Her guilt of sleeping with her sister’s fiancé was eating her inside out. They already hate her so much, and she doesn’t know what to do if this comes out. Her mother would be so disappointed in her, but what else could she do? She is just a victim of circumstances. She didn’t want to argue with him either. So, she just nodded. A
“What were you trying to do, Zae?” Tristan calmed his brother."He is working my last two available rational brain cells, Tris. One more word against her. I will not care if he is my dad,” he threw the broken glass on the floor, walking away. Poor Tristan had no clue how to take this situation. Whoever it was, is slowly fucking up his family. …………. “I didn’t think you would come,” the man spoke, and a strange feeling settled in her stomach. “I…” she was about to say something when the man turned around, knocking her breath out. “I am so sorry, Nevin,” Athena ran and hugged him, “I am so sorry,” she let the tears flow. “I begged to leave Nevin, I urged you, I prayed for you,” she didn’t pull back. “Why did you have to be so adamant, Nev?” She wasn’t blaming or accusing him for his situation. She was just stating the fact that if he had left her alone that day, Azazel wouldn’t have beaten Nevin so much. “I am sorry, Nev, please forgive me,” the girl began to wail louder. Not seeing
“Fuck,” he looked around for the culprit, but whomever it was must have left the spot already. “Athena,” he began tapping her cheeks, but her eyes slowly began to close. He was raging, his doll was shot right before him, and he couldn’t do jack squat about it. “Baby girl,” he tapped her cheeks again, but Athena’s eyes began to get droopy. She looked in pain, “don’t close those eyes, Athena. Please, look at me,” he anguishedly pleaded with her. Her hands moved to her stomach, and she clutched there and saw blood. “Athena, don’t look down, please, doll. Look at me. Look into my eyes,” he gently lifted her face up. He knew she didn’t like to look at the blood. “Tell me where it hurts, doll,” he begged her, but the girl did not answer. How could she? It was not everyday existence that she got shot. “Nothing’s going to happen to you, doll. I will save you,” he tried to pick her up, but he cannot move her. It would only increase the loss of blood. “I am free,” she spoke through her bated
A girl was walking in light green pastures dressed in all white, her dark hair playing with the green grass of the fields. With a smile plastered, she set forth to see something. Her eyes began searching like she knew he was going to be there. Her face lit up when she spotted a man standing in the distance. She knew who it was. He was standing by a swing and was holding the ropes as if he were waiting for someone’s presence. “Daddy,” the little girl ran to her father. “Theia,” Damien turned around and caught her in a hug when she jumped on him.“Where have you been, Daddy?” she placed two kisses on Damien’s eyes. “How is my little girl?” he asked, kissing Athena’s cheeks. “I am fine, Daddy.” Athena put her cheek on her father’s shoulder."Why did you leave me, Daddy? I am alone, and It’s been really, really sad here,” she pouted. Damien laughed.“I was here, Theia. All this time,” he made her sit on the swing and began pushing the swing forward. “Every time you looked up into the st
Azazel saw her sitting quietly and mum as if she was lost somewhere, peering into the wind. Maybe she liked this city, he thought. “Do you want to go to med school?” he asked with his gaze locked straight on the road, but she didn’t respond. How dare he ask her as if nothing happened, so again, the girl did not answer. Azazel knew she had a penchant for medical sciences. He had caught her reading some medical magazines he had delivered to his house. Hearing no answer from her, he decided to let it be. She just got shot, and it might not be easy to come out of it. Not everyone is like him, who is used to shots and scars. The more questions he asked, the more she didn’t answer him, making him furious. This ignorance of hers was pissing him off to Armageddon. He decided to let it be because more of this conversation would make him hurt her, which he didn’t want to do right now. They stopped at his apartment, and he offered her his hand, hoping to pull her up, but the woman passed by hi