『Beautiful Revenge』

One's Pain is One's Pleasure

Chapter 2: Sakae's pov
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The bed sheets has fallen off of the bed, leaving the cold air hit my skin. I woke up, but I didn't feel right because wouldn't I have clothes on?

It wasn't only my exposure, it was also the fact that my arms were tied to the bed post with a tight rope. As I looked down my body, I found many embarrassing hickeys. I tried to move, but I was struck by the sharp pain in my lower back. I let out a small cry.

Akuma popped his head in the room and chirped, "Good morning~"

"Why am I tied?!" I asked with an angry voice.

"Stop playing around," he smirked. "You know why you were tied up." He let out a deep hacking cough.

I frowned, If I knew, why would I ask?

"Do you really want me to explain?" He untied me, "it's simply because we had sexual intercourse. I tied you up because you was trying to escape even though I commanded you to do it,  tradition says we have to do it."

I took the sheets and covered myself, madly flushing in anger. Then, at that second, I remembered everything that happened last night (Use your imagination). I felt my stomach in my throat and covered my mouth not to spit it out.

"Don't throw up, I just had someone clean the floor and the bed from the mess we made." He is basically trying to remind me the mess we made.

"Get out!" I threw a pillow at him.

Before it reached his face, he burned it with his eyes. "Fine, but I won't heal your back," and like that, he left.

Is it me, or Akuma just followed my order...?

***

It's going to take long until lunch is going to arrive. I decided to have a bowl of strawberries. Akuma stared at me with irritant.

"What?" I growled.

He hacked a deep cough, "I feel something I never felt before."

"Ill?"

"That can't be, the weak only suffer from-" he coughed more.

I smirked from his suffering.

"Are you enjoying my pain?" He reached his hand and slapped me across the face, "stupid goddess, if you wanna be evil, try something else."

I then slapped him across the face, "Don't hit me, f*cking king, I stand above you."

He was angered more by my actions and deeply scratched my arm with the one that I slapped him with. "Who said all gods stand above kings?"

I slid my tongue on my wound, picking the blood off. "I do."

"What does a slut know about this stuff?"

"I'm not a slut!" I shouted.

"I disagree- " hacked another cough. Then another. Then another. This continued on for 30 seconds until he threw up blood.

I bent down and smiled at him, "are you okay, 'strong' king."

"It was you!" He took me by the amulet.

"What?!" I was basically choking out my words.

"You probably used your powers to play games with me, goddess." His hand roughly slapped me across the face, "Don't you dare do that again!"

"What... do you mean?! I didn't do sh*t!"

He further choked me with the amulet. "Then what made you laugh?"