Lahat ng Kabanata ng Omega's Curse: Desired by the beast who shouldn't want me : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Hermosa The chattering in my teeth and the trembling in my nerves eased after he told me I hadn't done anything to Raphael. I felt relieved and angry all at once. I still reeked of his cologne and his blood, having believed it was finally over — that he couldn't hurt me or Cammy anymore. I supposed killing the devil was far more complicated than I had imagined. More than anything, I needed to shower before the replay of what I'd done haunted me completely. It was supposed to be his end. Now I had to sit with the fact that I had failed, and that Raphael would strike back. He would come for Cammy — I was certain of it. I had to find a way to tell Ragal. Tonight, he had looked almost pleased with what I had done. I saw it in his eyes, even as he tried to hide it. Now he was fixed on the road, and I couldn't tell if it was guilt or something else — whether he was avoiding me or simply lost in thought. I still didn't know what had come over me when that knife pierced Raphael's

Hermosa My heart raced throughout the night after the conversation. I had managed to wriggle myself out of that question before pretending to sleep. I could tell that he wasn't buying it, that he knew very well I was keeping something away from him. Why shouldn't he? I had told him lots of things that were not true. I knew everything they were planning, yet I couldn't tell him. I was scared that he might get out of line Rapheal had taught me about this a lot better and if he does it's either him or my best friend will get killed. After that discussion, I gave out a fake yawn and pulled up the sheets. . He was right, the images wouldn't let me, so I listened to the sound of his snores until morning came. I had little to no sleep, and I wasn't ready to look at his face in the morning. The steady rising and falling of his chest told me he was just breathing fine. Though he looked stressed, I could see him for the first time not as a king with so many responsibilities, but as

Hermosa I shouldn't be mad but yes I was. I couldn't believe my eyes that the same man who had promised over and over again that he loved me was accommodating different girls. Hermosa stop exaggerating, it's only one freaking maid. Snap out of it. No way, I had to know what they were doing behind closed doors. He sent me actually. I lied, putting my best face on to get something for him. The guards looked at one another, not prepared to let me in. Which made everything heavier than it already was. Was he touching her, telling her how much she meant to him, or were they both laughing at me? The anticipation was eating me up now. *Can I go in?* I put on my best smile, trying hard to fool the guards. There was a look of uncertainty on their faces as they contemplated whether to allow me to pass or not. I bit my lips, waiting patiently for their verdict. I was not someone that relied heavily on the decisions of others. *Two minutes.* They said at last. I nod my head a

Hermosa This smile was more horrible than the last one, his teeth sticking out, poking from his mouth. I just hoped he would close it back together. *The cure,* his eyes twinkled like he knew something I didn't, or could see right through me. "Good luck finding it." I managed to say, gripping the door knob tightly, trying hard to hide my own discomfort. He smiled wildly at me in a weird way without saying a word. I feigned a smile back, almost slamming the door when he put his foot in front, wasting my effort. "Those marks on your wrist." I hid my hands behind my back immediately before he was through scanning. "Doesn't suit someone like you." The smile was still plastered on his face. I wondered who had made him an official. He looked scary and mean, no offense to his stature. I swallowed. "It's a birthmark." I lied, throwing the accusation off me. "You sure?" He raised his eyebrow in a knowing manner. I knew he didn't buy it, but I cared less about what he thought. "It's ei

Hermosa I walked back to my room shattered, hungry, and a little used. My insides were still thick with arousal. He had managed to get inside my head. I didn't even know how I managed to walk back in one piece — my whole body was screaming at me to go back and finish what he started. When I reached my room, I made sure to lock the door before going to my bed. I removed my clothes completely, making sure there wasn't any material left between me and my nude skin. I spread my legs wide on the bed so my fingers could reach my center. I had to cum else thoughts of him will consume me. I was so embarrassed and turned on by what had happened at the library that if I didn't do this, I didn't think I'd make it. My fingers slowly stroked the outer lining of my core while I played with my nipples. This was the first time I had actually masturbated. He had punished me. Made me so helpless for his touch. I didn't feel like myself anymore. My body yearned for him so badly I could f