The Devil's Daughter

chapter 3

"Layla wake up" Evan says shaking my shoulders. I push him away.

" Don't you ever touch me or I'll cut your fingers off slowly one by one just like u tought me." I sneer. I get out of the car and realize it's dark. He parked the car in front of a hotel.

"Ok, I'm sorry it's just you were screaming in your sleep. I thought u were having a nightmare." He says pushing his hands in his pockets and looking at the ground like a scolded puppy. My face paled.

" So? You never cared if I had nightmares when I was a child so why do u care now?" I ask my temper rising. Who gives him the right to act like the caring father now?! He wasn't there when I needed him the most.

" That wasn't m-" He began but stopped mid sentence. My eyebrows drew together.

" That wasn't ?" I asked.

" Nothing. " He said and walked to into the hotel lobby. I huffed and followed behind him. The hotel wasn't as up scale and fancy as my egotistical father normally went for. The hotel was nice, tiled floors upholstered couches and chairs. A crystal chandelier hangs in the centre of the lobby. I was admiring the decor when Evan came up beside me.

" Lets go I got the room" Evan says walking past me his head down. I follow behind him silently. The elevator ride was silent and full of tension so thick I don't even think my sword could cut through it. The elevator door opened and we went do n the long hall.

The walls were burgundy with white designs. The architecture seems recent, like it was built in the mid 20th century. The hotel doors were wooden. Easy for a demon to break down. My attention is drawn from the hall way to a guy standing in the shadows were the lights don't quite hit at the end of the hall.

Evan ignores the guy and opens my room door. He walks in and I reluctantly follow him keeping an eye on the guy in the shadows.

" stay here" Evan says shrugging his jacket off and heading for the door.

" What? I'm going with you. That man had strong power waves flowing from him. " I say pulling my sword.

" No , there are five of them. I can handle them. You need to stay here for your safety." Evan says His voice steal. I feel my insides warm. He cares for my safety? Yes he cares for you. He loves you. A voice I haven't heard in years whispers. No He doesn't! He has something to gain. He doesn't care. Memories of how he cared for me before flash my eyes. His caring for me holding his 10 year old daughter down and raping her.

" My safety ?!" I yell and stare at him fire in my eyes. " why do you care for my safety now?! Where was that fatherly protectiveness when you raped me?! When I begged you not to! Why didn't it occur to you, hey this could emotionally scar her for life I should stop?! Or when you tortured me for centuries?" After my rant was finished I didn't feel better. It was like I didn't hate. I actually felt bad. What the fuck?!

" Stay...Here...please" He says breathing heavily. He looked ready to murder. He left slamming the door. For some reason I sat down on my bed and listened to what was happening.

" We have come for the girl " says a man. " If you hand her over we won't hurt you" I hear Evan laugh darkly.

" won't hurt me? You should be worried about your own lives" Evan says and I hear something crash. Swords clash and a white light shines from under the door. The light was kinda familiar. I just don't know from where.

" How are you...." gurgles another man. I hear a sword stab through tendons and arteries. I inch closer to the door. Evan swings open the door. His dark hair is matted in blood and some blood is smeared on his face. I look behind him to see 5 corpses turn to ash. I inhale the scent of death as those souls are sent to hell. The hall was a bloody mess. The burgundy ways couldn't hide the black blood. Black blood, they were succubi. If I were fighting them I would have been in deep shit. They would have seduced me but they couldn't do that to Evan because he is a guy. It was a good thing I stayed inside. I snapped my fingers and the hallway became just as it was before the fight.

I closed the door and heard the shower turn on. I guess he is cleaning up. I walk over to the mini fridge and pull out a bottle of vodka and ordered room service.

Evan exits the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. His 8 pack seems more defined than I remember. His tanned skin and dark hair glissen with water. My eyes are drawn lower to the bulge . I swallow hard. The towel is fighting a losing battle to do its job of hiding his manliness. I close my legs on reflex and sit on my hands because both were on the verge of betraying me.

" Layla..." Evan says His voice thick with lust. My eyes slowly tear away from his crotch. " You need to stop looking at me like that or I might lose control " He says and I realize he has a death grip on the bathroom door.

" Um ....sorry" I say looking away my cheeks aflame. Oh shit didn't I just bash him for raping me and now I'm eye raping him. I must have gotten my fucked up mind from my mother. Someone is on the door. Evan goes and open it.

" Yes?" He asks his voice still a little strained.

" I....uh...." I hear a girl stammer. I sigh ,the poor girl must be having a mini heart attack from seeing Evan half naked. I get up and stand next to him. in front of me is a tall blond girl. She has cliche written all over her.

Tan skin, long blond hair done in a loose braid, big blue eyes and southern accent. She is competition. Please I'm way hotter than her, wait what am I saying?! I shake my head to discard that unsavoury thought.

"Your the room service?" I ask standing closer to Evan so she would get the message that He's mine. Damn right! Shut up, it's for our cover as a couple. Riiight, whatever let's sleep at night.

" Yeah, here's your food" She says her cheeks red. I tug on Evans arm to get him to move out of her way. She wheels the food into the room and sets the plates down on the table.

" when your done just set the plates down outside your door and someone will pick it up" She says still flustered.

" Ok, thank you " I say going over to the food. Evan wraps his arm around my waist and sits on the bed pulling me into his lap.

" Just a sec, I have something else in mind before we eat" Evan says grinning devilishly. I swallow hard.

" I-I I'll be going now " the girl says hurrying out the room and closing the door.

I look at Evan. He looks down at me with his deep brown eyes and for I second I imagine them a deep forest green. I shake my head again.

" What is this something else?" I ask trying to stray from the thought of his plump pink lips. Boy do I have some messed up daddy issues.

" You have questions don't you? I thought I could answer them now" He said making no move to let go of me. I didn't complain.

" Really!" I say happy and a little taken aback but I still fire questions like my life depends on it. It kinda does.