Heaven's Taboo

New Roles

Back Malak's POV

"So, how was it?" Zariya whispered as I cut the bell peppers. "How was what?" I asked, sitting them up on the pan. "The sex with Zagan?" She trailed off with a smile. "Oh," I blushed then began smiling. "The best I ever had," I mumbled going to the meat to season it.

She went to say something, but she stopped and looked at me confused. 'Who the hell else she fucked?' I read her thought, making me snicker and tilt her head to me. "I was married to Jehovah, Riya," I snickered.

She held her mouth open and looked at me with wide eyes. "You had sex with God before?" She whispered in complete disbelief. "Uh, yes. Out of everything you've learned about, you're more surprised that I had sex with him than me actually being his ex-wife?" I asked, earning a nod from her.

"Well, yes. I did have sex with Jehovah before, but Zagan was different. It was better," I mumbled, placing the meat into the bell peppers. "Glad to know that I can pleasure you better than God," I hear Zagan chuckle before his arms wrap around my waist.

I immediately began blushing while scrambling to put the food into the oven. "You weren't supposed to hear that, Zagan," I mumbled, setting a timer. "Well, I did. And now that you've boosted up my ego, there are so many things that we can try," he smirked.

"Not in my house," Zariya scolded. "Shut the hell up, Riya. I planned on bringing her back home anyways," he huffed then double looked at me. "That's if you're willing to come back. I still have some making up to do," he mumbled, bringing my hands to his lips.

I tilted my head then gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll come back. I believe what you did in the bedroom was enough making up," I hummed then turned back to the food. Zariya and Zagan went quiet, making me look at them then raise an eyebrow. "What?" I laughed, finishing the dish Zariya began making.

"You've became bold," Zariya snickered. "I just remembered everything and who I am. Oh, I'm sorry for cursing during our intercourse," I mumbled, feeling my face get warm all over again. "Agel, I did a lot more cursing than you," Zagan chuckled then pecked my lips.

"I know, but that was a very bad word. I've used bad language before, especially in the kingdom, but it was never that big of a bad word," I mumbled, twiddling my dumbs anxiously. "Angel, I'm not judging you. Matter of fact, I would say it with you," he said, making me smile and stare at him.

This is why I chose him. "You talk like a true king. But I will have to show you how to be a god before I make you one," I sigh, turning around only to be turned back around. "Repeat that," he said, holding my head up to look at him.

"In order for you to be my equal and rule earth, you have to be a god. We will not rule heaven nor hell, but we will help save the ones that would like to be saved," I explained. "That's if this dinner turns out great," I breathe.

Zagan took a deep breath then straightened his posture. "Alright, I see that we have a lot ahead of us. After dinner, all of you pack your things so we can go back home," he mumbled then kissed my cheek before leaving the kitchen. "Nice way to drop it on him," Zariya snickered. "Not helping." I quickly commented.

Once dinner was done, we all ate in the living room and discussed how this entire week will go before the dinner. After, we packed our things and headed back to Zagan's home. I believe Diego was ecstatic to be back because of the big room he has. We all unpacked and sad our goodnights then went to bed since the trip was long.

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The sound of birds loudly chirping made me open my eyes and see that the sun is just now rising. "Good morning, birds," I giggled, seeing a bird sitting in its nest outside. I turned around and rubbed Zagan's cheek. "Good morning, my love," I whispered, placing a kiss on his head then got out of bed. "Where are you going?" Zagan raspy voice mumbled while sitting up.

"To freshen up and get breakfast. Care to join?" I asked, putting on his robe then head into the bathroom. "You know I would love to join you, angel," he yawned then started the shower. "I've never showered before. Well, that's if you count waterfalls," I laughed, brushing my teeth with the weird toothpaste.

"Well, you can join me in this shower," he suggested, brushing his teeth next to me. "Of course," I hummed, bending down to spit out the paste then clean my mouth. I took off my robe and pajamas then got into the shower.

This is actually very relaxing. "You like it?" He suddenly asked behind me while closing the glass door. "I do," I smiled, feeling my hair cover my face from the water holding it down so much. Zagan lifted my hair from my face, giving me a cute smile. "Hey," he chuckled then gave me a soft peck on the lips.

"Jehovah never gave me this much affection before," I acknowledge out loud. "How does it make you feel?" Zagan asked. "Loved," I mumbled, grabbing a washcloth and applied soap to it. "That's because I- that's what you deserve," he mumbled then began washing my face for me.

After our shower, we went to the kitchen and sat next to each other. "I was just about to wake you both up, but I see you're already up. According to your schedule, Malak. You want- oh," she mumbled as Zagan look at her, waiting for her to finish.

She sat down across from us and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "What's going on?" Zagan asked. "Zariya will no longer be your servant," I said, feeling him turn my head to him. "I will not have Zariya attend this dinner as a slave, Zagan. I refuse," I frowned, moving his hand from my chin.

"You can get a new assistant, slave, or whatever but not Zariya. Can we please agree to this?" I asked, meeting his eyes. "Of course," he sigh then squinted his eyes at Zariya as she makes faces at him.

I smiled and kissed his cheek then cleared my throat. "Just because you are free, does not mean you get to torment and pick fights. I will still need you to do a couple of things for me," I sigh as breakfast was placed in front of us.

"Where will I find new servants?" Zagan mumbled to himself. Just as he asked, Khalil and Drake walked into the dining room. "Will you two like to become my servants?" I asked them, watching them look at each other then back at me.

"It depends. Will be getting flung around like she did?" Khalil laughed, pointing to his sister. "Khalil apologize," I ordered. "I'm sorry," he quickly said then cleared his throat.

I took a bite of my waffles then sigh. "I'm sorry. I just need everyone to be on their best behavior at this dinner," I mumbled, rubbing my temples. "Don't worry, angel. I'll make sure to show Jehovah that you got someone to treat you right and I will never turn my back against you," he said, making me look up at him.

"Promise?" I whispered, knowing I can't go through that again. "I. Promise." He said in between kisses. I took a deep breath then look to Khalil and Drake. "I would like for you both to get use to standing and before you agree to this. I want you to know that agreeing to this means that you will risk your life to protect me and-" I started, only for Drake to steal some of Zariya's food then look at me.

"We'll do it. Just promise that we will not be punished if we die," he said coming around and knelt beside me. "Of course. If you die protecting us, then you will no longer be a demon and you will spend paradise in the kingdom or with me," I smiled, holding his head up to look me in the eyes.

He took a deep breath then kissed my hand. "Then I will serve you, My Lady," he whispered. I nodded and looked to Khalil, watching him bow and take a deep breath. "Now that we got the roles out of the way, let's began teaching how you all should be when we arrive to the kingdom," I said then raised my glass of orange juice.

As nervous as I am to have this dinner, I also can't wait to see my children.