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R.C KAPURHi all, this chapter was to introduce two new characters, and Omerta's new life in Enna. Lucifer will be back in next chapter. Pls do visit my page RC Kapur to see how Aaron looks.
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Promised to the Tyrant The Purple Dress
I opened my eyes to loud music, the kind that thudded through your ears, and pulsed through your nerves in the form of that unwanted headache. I knew this song, I had never cared to remember its name or artist because I didn't like it, but I knew the song. I'd never enjoyed such music anywhere, so I wasn't sure what I was doing in this place with those disco lights. But the harshness of the music and the unknown surroundings did not bother me for very long, since my attention was diverted by the sparkling purple object that dominated the center of my view. That kind of sparkle was not easy to miss unless you were blind. The taller girl who had donned the shimmery purple dress was facing away from me and was talking to another girl, whose shorter stature remained hidden, only giving hazy glimpses of her face in the blinding disco light. Despite the darkness, I had an inkling that I knew them, they both looked familiar. It took a couple of seconds for a slight change of position and
Promised to the Tyrant Welcome Party!
Lucifer’s POV It had been four weeks. Four fucking weeks. Four weeks since, we had been searching for a certain witch. Four weeks since, we started looking for connections between our father and Amira. Four weeks since we were away from home. And four long long weeks since we, me and my beast, had seen her. And all that for what? We had nothing, fucking nothing to go with. I had always hated staying away from Enna, even though the memories of the castle would always haunt me. The forest was mine, mine to call home. But for the last couple of months, I had been cutting all my work trips even shorter, arriving early just to fucking see…. This time, however, was different because it was related to her, and I wanted to know more about who she was and what she was. In these past four weeks, we had paid a visit to all of my father’s old contacts and associates, his lawyers, bankers, business partners, and anyone and everyone who had dealings with my father and was alive enough to talk
Promised to the Tyrant Lost & Found
To say that my beast was seeing red was a fucking understatement. We were both seeing a range of colors, each clouding my mind with a different emotion, from anger to confusion to sadness to fear. Anger and rage were my beast’s companions, his pet emotions, ones that fuelled all the bloody messes, but fear was alien to us. After all, it had been a fucking while since I had felt like this, felt afraid, and that too for someone else. I was losing my shit because the beast wanted to get out so he could go look for her. That would have definitely been quicker than this car, but Set had urged me to take precautions since we were so close to a school full of people. I also did not trust my beast right now, with the emotional overload that he was feeling. As if the roller-coaster of emotions that I was feeling were not enough to fuck my mind up, Set was giving me that fucking look as we raced towards that school, the one that said that his baseless mate theory had found legs, and that he w
Promised to the Tyrant Sexual tension 1
Lucifer’s POV The second, she wrapped those thin, lanky legs around my hips, tightening her hands around my neck, digging her fingernails into my shoulder in the process. I was a goner. Her lithe body was pressed against mine at all the right places and right angles. I could never have imagined that those delicate breasts would give shape to such razor-sharp, hard nipples, firming the shape of my hardness. As her core touched my dick, my beast howled in pleasure, and my thick jeans also did nothing to hide my erection from her or the effect that she had on me. My beast didn’t care about hiding shit. He fucking wanted her and wanted her now. He didn’t care that she was off the limit, especially in this condition. "Aah, huh, aah," she moaned, enjoying feeling my hardened cock against her body. My patience had always been fickle, but at this moment it was hanging by an already strained thread. I wanted to bury myself in her, bury my nose in the crook of her neck, bury my hands in thos
Promised to the Tyrant Sexual Tension 2
Lucifer's POV If I were being honest, I could have stopped her, and put her back, if I wanted to. I had already used every bit of my self-restraint to keep my wits around her, and I fucking had my hands full fighting my urges, rather than being responsible for keeping her restrained as well. "You smell so good, " she said as she rubbed her cheeks against my stubble, moaning in response, "Ummm, spicy, you smell of those strong, grounded, colorful spices." I wanted to ponder more on how exactly was she able to pin point the elements of my scent, but as my beast relished the feel of the lace pattern of that white negligee of a dress under his fingertips, all sane thoughts from my head vanished. I was barely able to keep my other hand on the steering wheel and my eyes on the road. She pushed her body closer to mine, rubbing her core against my strained member, illuminating the air in the car, which now smelt of our lust. This was torture. How the fuck was I supposed to not take her he
Promised to the Tyrant Let's Talk
Omerta’s POVThe light flooded through my room, seeping its way to my tightly closed eyelids, forcing my eyes to open and face the reality of my situation.My head was spinning at the intrusion of light. It still had to do that thing where it assembled all my thoughts and memories and gave sense to the day that was to start. I was still in Bella’s dress from yesterday, at the welcome party, but that was all I got. The more I tried to get my head around everything, all I got was a blur, a blur of images, sounds, emotions, and sensations.Everything was like this messed up collage. So many things were playing in my head as I flirted through my jumbled memories. A few things stood out.Sparkling Purple DressFearGrey PearlsAnd those not-so-familiar sensations and feelings that had recently befriended me. I remember being hit by one of those.Using these as clutches, my mind t
Promised to the Tyrant The Talk
"Stray, we need to talk, like, really fucking talk." Talk? Was he serious? Talk was what normal people did, and he had not done anything normal, at least not with me around. We had never talked talked. All the previous times when any kind of words was exchanged between us, they never constituted talking. It was always about him yelling or screaming at me, or if I had to refer to the more recent past, it was both of us in a fighting match. But we had never talked, like, ever. And now he said he wanted to talk, but that was all he had said since then. Since then, everything had gone as quiet as the night sky. Though it was not an awkward, uncomfortable one. It was strange that while I had avoided the comforting words of all those people with whom I talked and shared things regularly, it was this break-in into my room from the person I wanted to avoid that had put me at awkward ease. I was not sure how long this ease would last if he started talking about last night, and everything th
Promised to the Tyrant Punished!
Omerta’s POV I didn’t remember ever sleeping this well. I was at peace, safely enveloped in a warm, spicy scent. Even subconsciously, I knew, that he was there with me throughout the night, sitting at that same one-hand distance, in that same position, for hours. It was sometime early in the morning that he left, and as glad as I was for his presence through the night, I was even more thankful that he was gone in the morning. I had no idea how I would have been able to face him in the morning, and wake up next to him, especially since so much had happened in such a short time. Our talk was the sole reason I was back here. Back at school. "You know you can skip school," Giovanni said, still surprised that I wanted to get back to school so early. The whole Agosti clan was surprised at that, they did not expect me to be feeling and behaving that normally. But I had taken Lucifer’s words to heart, and I was done engrossing myself in self-pity. "I mean, you are already late, so why no
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