(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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"When the root is deep, there is no reason to fear the wind."

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Turning to Zamiel, she looked at him where he stood. He still had that dark look in his eyes that sometimes flickered with an unknown emotion. Or maybe she knew, and that was the reason her heart skipped a beat. He leaned forward, placing his arms on the fence, and watched her closely. His eyes narrowing, his gaze scanning the length of her and then darkening even more.

"What are you doing here, Heaven?" He repeated when she didn't reply.

I am a man. A demon. And you are a woman. The words echoed in her mind. Yes. It was true. He was a man. Her man, and she was a woman. His woman.

"It is raining." She said. And it had nothing to do with his question. "I love rain."

She was being unreasonable.

"I am sure it rains back home too." He said.

He didn't seem pleased to see her.

Heaven shuddered. The heat left her body and now she was cold. Really cold. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked at him. "I missed you." She admitted.

Zamiel pushed away from the fence and straightened himself. His dark gaze regarded her with such intensity she shivered again.

"You shouldn't have come here." He said. But this time he didn't sound angry. He sounded regretful.

He walked along the fence, his eyes never leaving hers, then he descended the stairs and walked out into the rain. As he crossed the distance between them, Heaven felt her heart race. Without warning, he grabbed her by the hair and kissed her fiercely. His soft lips firmly moving over hers, instantly inflaming her, and then he pulled hair back, breaking the contact between their lips.

"Heaven, don't bite me because I intend to kiss you long and hard." He said.

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Before she could reply or even think of what he said, he covered her mouth with his again. His lips were eager against hers. Hungry. Moving with a feverish need. And then suddenly she felt her back against something hard. A tree.

Zamiel trapped her with his body between him and the tree and then kissed her like a starving man. Nipping and sucking until her lips felt sore. Until her entire body flushed and burned. Has it not been the rain Heaven would think she would go up in flames. His hands roamed the sides of her body and his lips moved downwards. Kissing her jaw, nibbling at her neck. He placed kisses along her collarbone then removed the dress from her shoulders, kissing her bare skin.

Heaven bit her lips, suppressing the sounds that rose to her throat. She held on to him tightly, her knees refusing to support her, but then abruptly he distanced himself from her.

Heaven gasped, shocked by the chilling cold that followed his absence. She lifted her hooded eyes, her heart beating wildly, her breath shaky. Zamiel stood across from her, a safe distance away, next to a tree. They were somewhere in the woods.

He refused to look at her while one of his hands covered his mouth and nose. Heaven could still not speak or think, so she just stared at him while catching her breath. Eventually he dropped his hand and looked her way.

His eyes. She had never seen them look so silver. It looked like when the sharp edge of a blade hit the sunlight. Zamiel ran his fingers through his hair, looking uneasy.