บททั้งหมดของ Dance With The Wicked: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Leon frowned at her forwardness. He had nothing against a forward girl. To his eyes someone who is bold with their desire and need was a good girl. Her behavior fell right into his liking. “What’s gotten into you?” Leon asked, his voice deepening as he felt her nose trailing on his neck.  He didn’t push her away.  No one would push away such a delicacy in front of their eyes. Neither would he. “It’s hot,” Belle straddled her legs on his waist, letting Leon’s big hand to feel over her thick soft thighs. Belle continued to stare at his red eyes, feeling the magnetic pull to touch his otherworldly features. Her finger coming across his finger felt like a burning amber. She felt like a thirsty traveler in the middle of a desert, wishing for a

“They said you will be here,” a voice called her out. Belle turned her face. She looked around her, finding herself inside a cave.  Where was this place? She tried to retrace her memory, trying to remember where her last memory would help her as when she tried to recall what happened before she arrived in the cave when the same man who had spoke to her wrapped his arms around her shoulders.  “Don’t be upset,” the man spoke to her, making her to turn her face. “No one blamed you for what happened.” “You shouldn’t be here,” Belle spoke before she realized the words slipping from her mouth. Hearing her own words, she was confused. She didn’t mean to speak but it seemed as though someone had possessed her, her voice appeared before her will. &ld

Belle felt dizzy. She walked toward the couch, pressing her fingers to her forehead. She couldn’t believe that all this time, her parents and her siblings were hiding such a big secret toward her.  “But why?” Belle asked, weakly. “You could have told me this from earlier. Damian knew… does Rachel knew about this too? Am I the only one who doesn’t know anything?” Before her parents spoke, Damian responded, “No, I found it all by myself. Rachel doesn’t know about this.” Her mother looked at him before directing her gaze back to Belle, “There was a time where we were chased out of the town we settled at before when they found it we are witches. Nowadays, no one trust stories about witches, they think it’s crazy but in the past, but on my generation, we could be hunted.” “B

Belle noticed the growing hostility from Damian. She nodded her head and continued, “It was the same fortuneteller who had told me about it. Of course, I didn’t believe it but I realized the more I thought about it that maybe there’s a possibility.”  “Possibility?”  Belle settled her hands on her waist, shaking her head and thankful her lies was accepted by her younger brother. She has a feeling she shouldn’t tell Damian anything about this.  “Rachel’s room was closed tight when she died. I still believe she didn’t kill herself and if someone said a supernatural being had killed her, I would believe that more.” Damian rested on the couch, looking back at his older sister. “Is that all?&rd

Leon watched as the humans scattered to the forest. With him the shorter man stood eerily with a warily look on his face. But his eyes were as red as Leon’s. “Mephisto, chase them,” Leon ordered for the servant to look at him with a confused look on his face. “A- all of them?” Mephisto stuttered. “No, the entire forest,” Leon responded for the demon to understood his sarcasm belatedly. “Well? What are you waiting for?” “I- I will come back soon!” Mephisto rushed into the forest with his superhuman strength and disappeared to the darkness. Leon took the time to inspect the body that was mass buried. When he pulled the cover that had hid the human’s face, he noticed it was the same servant that had been fired today. He proceed to check on the other bodies, noticing the other bodies belong to the same servants t