Chapter 5
Kael's POV :
" First things first, there are rules..... Two rules ".
I said coldly.
" One, you do whatever I asked you to do
Two, you do whatever the fuck I ask you to do"
I added.
I had only met this little shrimp born before my very eyes and she had challenged me way more than all the other gods put together had done.
At least they did theirs secretly with only the results coming up front, but this little shrimp had challenged me up front in more ways than one in just a matter of a few minutes of conversation.
Humans, they were all of one nature, pleading and begging to be helped whenever they needed it and then running their mouths immediately they got the help they wanted.
This one was sharp tongued, rebellious, very, but in all there was something about her that was special, very special and I was going to find out what that was.
"uhmmm..... So basically, all the rules is Obey you"
I heard her voice to which I replied
" You are quite slow but yes, all the rules say is to obey me little fox, I am your lord"
I said trying to annoy her but all I got as a reply was an
" Okay ".
She looked around and had a fulfilling smile, she seemed to like the place. And for a moment the place felt hotter that hell would feel. Her face was perfect, a work of art with her long nose and thick hair. She had a perfectly structured face almost perfectly symmetrical. She had beautiful red painted lips and blushed cheek, her skin, fair and warm like the morning sun. She was beautiful, almost perfect. But she was only human.
" You like the place I'm assuming?"
I asked and she smiled slightly
" Yes, it is nice here"
"Good because you will be cleaning the entirety of this mansion, everyday"
I said to her, cutting the smile from her face.
" Well, that's just a quicker way to die is it not? Dear Lord Kael, would you show me to my room please? "
She said obviously faking sweetness as a form of mockery. She obviously couldn't care less whatever I tried to put her through.
Liana's pov :
I was scared very scared, to be wrapped around the claws of the devil, anyone would be scared to death.
But somehow, something kept telling me that he was not as bad as they painted him to be, even if he kept trying his best to prove otherwise.
His home was perfect, the perfect description of elite royalty, he had good taste, you could tell from his dressing, he was everything I had ever desired in a man. Tall, handsome, fierced, well built body, smart. But he was the Devil, I didn't stand a chance.
He began walking and I trailed behind him. He led me to the most magnificent room I had ever seen in my entire existence. The room was amazing, very beautiful, and painted in my favourite colour. I guess this was the only thing in this house that was not painted black. I was absolutely dazzled, this room was as big as my father's throne room. It had all my favourite things, from painting materials to writing materials, to musical instruments, it was to die for. How did he know all the things I loved, I absolutely could not stop smiling sheepishly, I was way too excited to pretend that I wasn't.
"How did you know all the things that I like?
I asked, smiling much wider than before and it was a heart felt smile.
" Well, I mean... Except you don't really believe that I am the devil, you wouldn't be shocked to know that I know the vanity desires of men". He said
" Vanity?, you have the guts to call art vanity? ,no Mr, art is not vanity and can never be, just folks like you who do not understand it"
I replied that he was obviously triggered and I could swear I saw a slight grin on his face which left as soon as it came, showing me that he absolutely did that on purpose to trigger me, to which he succeeded .
I got into my room immediately, shutting the door to his face. Even if I knew he could open it up by himself without my help, it didn't matter. I turned around and was further wowed by the interior design of the room.
It was perfect, all I ever dreamed about. I hurried to the bath room which is one of my favourite things to do, soak in scented water. It refreshes me.
Everything was perfect, way too perfect and I loved it.
I sat down on the bed , bouncing my butt on it to feel the texture of the bed and it was exactly what I loved, bouncy.
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Kael's pov :
After I was betrayed by the remaining gods and the rest of the world, I had messengers and workers who followed me, they were Demi Gods but then people had allocated the name of "demons" to them.
The truth is that most times, villains are not born, they are created and that is exactly what the multitude of gods and people had done, created evil in a place where it does not reside.
I asked my followers who usually lingered around to stay hidden, so as not to scare our little fox as no matter how brave and different she was, she was but a mare human.
"Liana" I said her name softly, and for some reason, it sounded so sweet on my lips. My feisty little fox.
She slammed the door on me, the damn door, she slammed it to my face. But I for sure knew I loved the look of excitement that she had on her pretty face when she saw the room I arranged for her.
I watched her grow from birth and I noticed every single thing that she likes because she was the first one to actually think of me in a different way. I was still caught up in my thoughts when I heard her scream.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".
JJ'S PEN.
Why did she scream?
What happened to her?