My mind was completely empty for 10 seconds.I kept staring at the door with no thoughts in my brain. Nothing.Eventually, I lowered my arm, and slowly, all the events of the day came rushing back to me. The weight of everything hit me like a tidal wave, and I turned back towards the bathroom, feeling the urge to vomit once again. But when I walked into the bathroom, I refused to throw up. I needed to keep the food inside me, no matter how overwhelming the situation was.Fuck, man. I had cut him. There was a spy here. Samael just killed 35 demons as easy as cutting pie, and I didn't even see a scratch on him—well, except for the one I inflicted.I had never hurt somebody on purpose. But now I used a weapon on someone. Of course, he did call me a whore, but still...And he bit me and drank my blood. Like a vampire."Fay!" Samael's voice boomed from his bedroom.I snapped my head back at the door and stuck my tongue out at it.Finally ridding myself of the tight leather shorts, I let th

I woke up from a sore neck. Groaning awake, I stretched out my body to find a cool body next to mine. Looking to the side, I shocked awake when I found Samael looking straight at me. With his hand flat on my stomach."What's going on?" I asked, worried that something was wrong. "I need some blood." Sam responded, his eyes already on my neck. "No, Sam, what the hell? You took enough." I protested with a sigh. "But I want more. I've never felt like this before." He insisted, pulling me closer. His eyes were bright and alert and his arms around me were strong. Instinctively, I raised my knee to protect myself.I was naked. In bed with Satan. Shit."I need to pee." I blurted out and luckily, that made him let me go.Grabbing my bathrobe and pulling it around me, I quickly walked into his bathroom. Which was about five times the size of mine.My feet stopped moving when I looked into the mirror."Oh my God." I whispered in shock. My neck was covered in black and blue bruises and puncture w

Sam's arms enveloped me before I could fall down and his teeth sank into my neck harshly. I flinched against the pain and protested with a groan. His arms around me tightened and he held me tight against his body. He wasn't at all careful with me. I felt more like a rag doll when his teeth split open the skin of my neck and I let out a pained yell. "You're hurting me." I whispered. Instead of letting me go, he walked further into the maze with me in his arms. My feet scraped over the gravel and I looked over Sam's shoulder to see Wruy watching us with shocked eyes. We turned a corner, and Sam's chest rumbled loudly. Blood streamed from the wound he had inflicted, staining my once white dress. Pressing his body against mine, he led us deeper into the maze. His wings disappeared, going back into his body like they were never there. His teeth left my neck but only to place his lips against my ear. "Take this off." He demanded, tugging at the back of my dress before biting me again.

And just like yesterday, we both looked down shocked. "Don't I?" I asked with an arrogant voice back. "I could have your fucking head for that." Samael snapped, stepping forward angrily. But my anger overtook me and I was so mad at him. So mad at him for taking me from a world which I loved and keeping me here, that I whipped across his skin again without a care in the world. Another deep cut on his body that matched the other one, and he looked down annoyed. He wasn't even feeling it. It didn't look like he was in any pain. "Again." He ordered. Now it was my turn to be taken aback. "What?" "Again. Do it again. Get it out of you." He commanded forcefully. This time, I obeyed. I brought the whip down once more, and the sound it made was sickening. Blood gushed from his chest. "Again." I lifted my whip up when someone knocked on the door. I gasped and panic raced through me. I would be dead. "FUCK OFF!" Samael yelled, keeping his eyes on me. "But, my ki-" "FUCK. OFF. NOW." Sam

"Come with me." Nija whispered suddenly in my ear. I showed no reaction, not even the slightest movement. But when she tapped my hand and headed towards the right, I immediately followed her through a side door. "You're sitting at the front." Nija said, still walking. "You're joking." I responded incredulously. "No. King's orders. He didn't look too happy. I guess you escaped before he could get to you?" Nija asked, and I could sense a hint of pride in her tone. "Correct. Not that he could do anything with this dress, anyway." I proudly stated. "That's why I chose it. You look fucking amazing. If I were king Satan, I would ditch Guirita the moment I saw you." Nija complemented, leaving me taken aback. Before I could thank her, she led us through a door ahead, revealing an enormous ballroom. The high ceiling almost reached the castle's height, and the tall windows let in plenty of light, were it day. Now, the night sky and the thousands of stars were visible. Chandeliers adorned with