The Devil's son

CHAPTER TWO

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Here's chapter two!

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⚠️Tw: rape⚠️

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Morana pov:

He was onto me.

I needed to scream. I needed to run. But, I couldn't. My legs were shaking and I- I couldn't move. I couldn't breath.

He started to unbuckle his belt as I stared at him. It wasn't the first time and it clearly wasn't the last. I couldn't do anything to stop him. He was my dad, damn. Even if I was able to stop him, I wouldn't. I needed the home he was offering me. I needed the food. I needed so much so I didn't do anything for the past years. I endure it.

He pushed me on the bed and turned me to my stomach. He wanted me to stay virgin. He always did things so I would stay virgin. I think it maked him feel better to know that I was still pure, still innocent. But, I felt dirty. My whole body felt dirty everyday of my fucking life.

And so he reapeated what he has been doing for years; he raped me.

I was crying. Unable to scream, unable to breath and to move. It hurted so bad. Not physicaly but mentally, because I knew- knew I would suffer of this forever.

But I finally woke up. My breath was shaking. I was sweating. My whole body shivered from it. It took me couple of minutes to realize...

He was dead. He couldn't hurt me anymore. He died a few months ago and I still have nightmares about him. Sometimes, I dreamed about the real things he had done to me and there was time that I dreamed of things that never actually happened. But, each time it looked so real, so so so real.

I opened my eyes slowly as I finally putted my mind together and remembered that I couldn't be hurted by anyone anymore.

Well that's what I though.

WHERE THE FUCK I WAS??!! It wasn't my fucking room. SHIT. I was kidnapped? I dont know. Fuck, fuck, fuck, thinkkkkk. Think Mor think.

I had to get out. I jumped out off the unknown bed and tried the door. It was fucking locked. I started to bang on the door.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR." I started streaming. "YOU KIDNAPPED THE WRONG GIRL, MATE. I AM GONNA MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL." My eyes were watering. It could not be happening.

I heard someone laugh. I fucking heard someone laugh. It was a low real laugh. WHY THE FUCK DID THEY LAUGH?

"Darling, my life is already a living hell." A sensual yet strong voice responded to my panic. Shit, I needed to have a fucking luck to get that kind of men. Fucking bold. Shit.

"OPEN THE DOOR. OPEN THE DOOR. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR AND I WILL CONSIDER NOT KILLING YOU." I banged on the door even harder. I had to try something, it was the best I could do.

"I would open the door if I could, princess. But, you are blocking it." His voice went sweet. I could feel his eyes softening on the other side of the door. I put myself together and went to grab the only thing I could use to hurts him: a lamp. I know, it is pathetic but I couldn't have better.

"I backed away, now, open the door." My voice was calm now. There wasn't other ways I could think of having the door open for me.

"What is the magic word?" Fuck, he did not ask that from me. My ego couldn't accept it.

"In your dreams." Okay, maybe I should stop having a fucking ego but damn he was asking too much.

He growled. He litteraly growled. It was sensual and damn it was hot. He liked that boldness of mine, I knew it. The sound was so much more than just a growl. It was- fuck I can't even decribe it. Let's just say that I knew what I did to him.

"Okay, then" I heard the door unlocked and I saw him. I couldn't even proceed what he looked like. I started to run toward him and smashed the lamp on his head.

He looked confused. I started to really look at him when I realize he wasn't hurt. And I did smash really hard, I knew I was strong so he was- even stronger? I don't even know. It just became stranger and stranger today.

Fuck, he was totally handsome. He looked to be in his twenties with his beautiful dark hair. His caramel eyes were looking at me in awe, like he never saw a girl hit a men. He was so muscular, I didn't even know it was possible to be this fit, fuck. I clearly wished I could see throught cloth cause his abs were clearly asking for me. And, on my fucking god. I didn't realize he was that tall.

Just to be clear I am not short, I am 5 feet 4. Always been the tallest in my friend's goup. Always looked at people
lowering my head. But, I clearly couldn't look at him that way. Oh no, I would hurt my neck if I have to look at that face for too long.

He opened his mouth slightly with his still shocked eyes. "You- you hit me." A smile grew on his face. Wait, A FUCKING SMILE? He was happy that I hit him??? Bro, you're gonna be hit more if you continu to look at me that way. He looked delished by the idea of me hitting him.

"You freaking psychopath." I said while I punched him right in the guts. He finally stop smiling. He was hurt. FINALLY.

He growled, frustrated. I probably should not had done that, but too late! The stupid shit pinned me against the wall like I was some little kid. He took my hands by one of his enormous hand and put them above my head. He was so hard against me. His breath started to become heavy. Damn, he was really mad.

He approched his mouth next to mine and whispered strongly. "If you want to get out of this room one day, you better behave." um ummm alright? I was so near to piss in my pants. Fuck, please ego can you shut the fuck up and say okay? My mouth wasn't fucking able to open so I just nodded.

His smile started to grew even more than before, becoming evilish. "Good girl."

"Can you let me go, now?" I replied boldly to his sensual comment. Comment, I can say, that maked my heartbeat run like a rollercoaster.

"I would certainly prefer not to. But, if you tell me your name, I will consider it." He whispered again while our breaths shared the same air.

Why didn't he know my name? He fucking kidnapped me. He had to kidnapped me for a reason nah? It is certainly not money, I don't have any and my parents are certainly not rich. I had to know why he kidnapped me and I had this incredible idea that came out of my mind. Yeah, I know, big brain.

"Would you want to make a deal?"

His eyes sparkled with lights. I knew he wanted that. I knew he was interested. And my thoughts just been confirmed when he said. "You got all my attention, princess. Continue, please?"

Damn, the idiot said please. He was even more interested by this deal than I thought.

"My name in exchange of the reason why I am here. That is the deal."

"Perfect, sweetheart. Your name?" Hottie responded.

"Morana Callisto." He looked suprised at first. Then, it looked like he realized something I hadn't.

"Set Samael Morningstar, at your beck and call." He approched his body to mine. I was supposed to understand something by this name? Fucking enigmatic shit.

"Your part of the deal, now?" I said trying to ignore how my body reacted from the pressure his body did.

"Mhh, Mor darling. I really thought you were wiser than that but I guess that you can not think when I am so near you." He paused like I was going to say something. Ahahaha in your dreams maybe.

He really thought that if he said something like that, I would make out with him. Men, I have way more respect for myself.

He cleared his throat. "I am the son of the devil, honey. And, you are now mine."

UHHHHH NO- not possible.

"And if you didn't understand yet, we are in hell" He winked at me. HE FUCKING WINKED AT ME.