ʜᴀɴᴅꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ || ᴋᴛʜ

Chapter 28 || Morality

The persistent alarm ringing at a distance woke up Y/n.

She groaned. She knew it must be six thirty in the morning, which meant it was time to train with Suho.

Why did the devil insist on it so much? Why couldn't she take a break for a day or two in between to recover from her sore muscles? And her muscles were quite sore, thanks to the said devil's insatiable appetite the previous night.

But even though her body was sore, a satisfied smile covered her face. For a change, she was able to manipulate the devil. She was able to successfully navigate away from the sticky situation of having to explain why she was at the Minister's office.

Maybe she was getting the hang of things. And maybe the devil and their marriage were not as hard or unpredictable as she thought they were. She had the upper hand the previous night without even the devil knowing about it.

The alarm continued to ring next to her. Groaning and stretching lightly, she turned to shut it off.

She then opened her eyes to look at the beautiful sunrise she saw each morning. But when she looked towards the bedroom balcony, she froze.

Her heart gave a sick thud, and she froze in terror at the sight. A masked man dressed in black was pointing a gun at her.

Sweat broke out on her skin, and she tried to cover her naked body, but she couldn't get her hands or legs to move due to the fear. She tried once again, but she couldn't scream as her throat locked in fear..

The masked man began to walk towards her, until he stopped right next to her. He lowered his weapon until the cold metal of the barrel sat right between her breasts.

When she continued to lay frozen, he inclined his head watching her from behind the mask.

"Are you going to keep lying there frozen? Or will you at least attempt to reach for the gun to save your life?"

As soon as she heard the deep voice, complete shock followed.

The black stretchable cloth was pulled away, revealing the devil's face. He watched her while she was hyperventilating in shock and fear.

"You are a sick bastard!" she gasped out, finally finding her stuck voice. The man she was married to was truly psychotic and crazy!

"Most of the armed assailants are sick bastards, too." He smiled, but his smile was far from reassuring, and it made her heart thud faster in fear.

He was totally unpredictable.

"Do you know what an armed assailant could do when he finds such beautiful bounty waiting to be devoured?" he asked.

The gun was still pointed at her. But now, the cold tip of the barrel moved from in between her breasts. Her heart pounded as the barrel slowly circled her breasts, causing the tips to peak into hardened buds.

The devil's smile grew slightly watching the sight of her arousal despite her paralyzing fear.

She was angry and terrified by his horrible stunt, but her body recognized him.

She pushed away the gun violently from her and sat up.

"How could you scare me like this! I thought I was going to die!" she shouted her accusations. Suddenly, his smile dropped, and he looked terrifyingly serious.

"No. You didn't think you'd die," he said in a dark tone. "If you thought you were dying, you would have fought for your life in every way you could. You just froze again." He sounded angry and frustrated.

She was taken aback by his reaction. She remained silent because what he was saying was true.

"Go to the shooting range with Suho today. Train there until you are sufficiently proficient. I'll get you a gun you can carry with you all the time for self-defence."