On my way to hell

chapter 9

Christopher Barone

Seeing her with them made me happy, but all I could think about was getting her alone, away from the crowd, where it was just the two of us.

As we sat around the dining table, the conversation flowed, but all I could focus on was her. Beneath the table, I slipped my hand onto her thick thigh, letting it creep upward. Before I could go any further, a sharp slap hit my thigh. I glanced at her, meeting her warning glare, though she continued smiling and chatting with everyone as if nothing had happened.

Just then, my father's voice broke through my thoughts. "Alexandra, it was wonderful meeting you," he said warmly. Then, with a teasing glint in his eye, he added, "But I think Christopher's hoping for a bit of alone time with you now."

My face flushed, and I felt the heat rising in my cheeks as Alexandra shot me a sideways glance. "Is that so?" she replied, a hint of mischief in her voice. "I didn't realize I was so desirable that I'd need to be fought over."

"Oh, don't flatter yourself," I teased back, trying to maintain a light-hearted tone. "I just want to show you the room you'll be staying in."

"Alright, alright," I interjected playfully, glancing at my father. "If we keep chatting, I'll never get my moment alone with her!"

With that, I stood up, clapping my hands lightly to gather everyone's attention. "Well, I think it's time for Alexandra to see her room. I know everyone is eager to relax after dinner."

My father raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a knowing smile. "Just remember to bring her back for breakfast. We wouldn't want to miss out on starting the day with her stories from the Light Kingdom."

"Of course, Father," I replied, taking Alexandra's hand. "Come on, let's go."

When we stepped outside, the night air was cool and crisp, and the stars twinkled like scattered diamonds overhead. I glanced around, ensuring we were safely hidden from the world. My heart raced as I took a step closer to her, gently pinning her to the wall. Our eyes locked, and I whispered, "Starlight, never stop me from touching you. I promise to always respect your boundaries and never do anything that makes you uncomfortable, but know that I will always want to touch you."

Her response was soft, almost like a song, but laced with a hint of sadness. "When I feel like I don't belong with you, I want to push you away."

I felt a surge of determination as I replied with a firm yet tender voice, "You will always belong with me." The intensity of my words hung in the air, wrapping around us like a promise.

With a mix of longing and urgency, we started walking up the stairs. I glanced down at her, my heart swelling with affection, and suddenly, an idea struck me. "Can I carry you?" I asked, my voice low and playful.

Her eyes sparkled with surprise, but after a moment's hesitation, she nodded. Gently, I swept her into my arms in a bridal style. The feeling of her weight against me sent a rush of warmth through my entire being. It was at that moment that I realized how deeply I cared for her. If anything ever happened to her, I would burn the world down to keep her safe.

As we ascended the stairs, my thoughts drifted into a realm of dreams and desires. Then she spoke, her voice breaking the spell. "You know what? My friends wanted a prince or a hero for themselves, but I've always thought of a villain or someone who is willing to burn the world for me as my soulmate."

Her words hung in the air, filled with layers of meaning. She paused, as if contemplating her next words carefully. "I guess I've always felt like a hero's life is filled with expectations and responsibilities, the need to fit into a mold that others create. But a villain... a villain is free. They embrace their darkness and have the power to challenge the world around them. To me, a soulmate like that wouldn't just protect me; they would fight for me, not just against the world, but against anything that threatens our bond."