(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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"Do what you feel in your heart to be right, for you will be criticized anyway."

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Heaven just lay still in bed for a moment, her body left in utter bliss. She could feel the sparks of pleasure going through her body, and her legs were still trembling slightly.

How could she feel like this just from being touched?

The ceiling seemed to sway as she stared at it, while catching her breath. Her heart was beating fast and loud in the silent room, as if she had been chased by someone.

Zamiel was lying on the side next to her, propped up on one elbow with his hand supporting his head. He watched her with satisfaction while she took her time to recover.

"Did you enjoy it?" He asked, his fingers traveling up her leg and thigh.

Heaven nodded as she turned to him. Her gaze fell right on his mouth, on the sharp tips of his fangs that peeked behind his lips. His eyes were locked on her neck before he looked at her.

There seemed to be some kind of pleasure in biting beside marking, and Heaven wanted to please him as well. She touched the other side of her neck where she didn't feel sore.

"You can bite me if you want." She told him.

A frown settled between his eyebrows. "Your healing seems to be slow. You need to recover first." He looked at the bruises on her body. "I will be more careful."

"I am fine. It didn't hurt at all." She said.

He brought his hand to her face and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "You look tired." He pointed.

"I am." She admitted.

"What happened?"

Her lips curved into a smile. "First tell me what did I promise? And what did you promise?"

He smiled back. "Are you negotiating?"

"Well, you made me promise things when I was in a vulnerable state. That is called taking advantage."

Zamiel chuckled. "I don't need to get you in a vulnerable state to make you promise things." He teased.

She shot him a hard glare, which made him chuckle even more. "Don't forget that even if you are ancient, you are vulnerable with me." Even though she was being playful, she felt a sting in her heart when she said those words.

"That is not a threat coming from someone who promised to protect me, even in her vulnerable state."

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Was that what she had promised him?

His eyes narrowed. "What is it with the protecting promises?" He asked her.

"I..." She sat up and turned to him before taking a deep breath.

Zamiel got himself up as well and sat facing her.

"I am afraid to hurt you. You know that." She spoke.

His eyes softened. "I know. And I told you I know you won't do it. You are letting the nightmares affect you."

Maybe she was, but there was this gut feeling that she couldn't shake off. Something inside of her was warning her.

"I feel like something bad is going to happen." She admitted.

Zamiel watched her for a moment before he spoke. "I am sure something will happen, but you can't let the fear of it happening prevent you from living your life. If you are scared and worried, it will make you more tired, and that will benefit your grandfather."