Devil's Awakening: A Dark Whispers Novel -book 1-

Chapter 21: Love Is The True Essence Of Evil

Chapter 21: Love Is The True Essence Of Evil

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To give up is a cowardly thing to do. I know that, yet my 'happiness' has come for a grand price. I gave it all up for love, and here I am, questioning what true love truly is. I'm so messed up.

"Loral" a cynical voice whispered. I knew who or 'what' it was. He called to me, all the time. I never have release of his torment. Night and day I swear he sees my steps, he knows my thoughts. He has me bound like a common bitch, waiting for it's matters orders. Iv stooped so low.

I guess I truly never was free to begin with. Not even-not even in my...h-human life. Yes, I had a human life, that I know. Where everything was so much simpler, so much calmer. Where the worries of other didn't weigh on me so greatly.

Not like here. Here all I do is worry, not for myself but for everything that enters. Maybe I should start worrying about myself?

"Loral...come here" and suddenly I was back on Hades throne room. The rocky abyss of the cliffs were gone and I was standing before his 'greatness'.

"Come. Here" he hissed out. He was not a patient man. I quickly made my way to him. He signaled for me to sit on his lap and on did like a good bitch.

"Where have you been?" his voice was husky as he played with the soft black curls cascading down my back.

"I-I was out, walking" I said quietly.

"Hmmm" he hummed as he brought his fingers to my neck, slightly grazing the area of his mark. A mark that deems me his. I shivered at the contact, he still has an effect on me. "Why do you lie to me love?" he said calmly. Way to calm.

"I-I'm not ly-"

"LIES!" he roared as he stood suddenly, flinging me off him and sending me down to the floor.

"TELL THE TRUTH!" Growling in pure rage he advanced me with snake like grace.

"I was just out I swear!" I begged as his hands coiled around my neck, squeezing roughly.

"Who did you see?" his voice was back to it's calm eeriness. I was scared now, every time he acts like this I get hurt.

"Nobody..." he looked at me skeptically. His eyes penetrated my soul. If he knew I was lying, he let it go as well as my neck. I slid to the floor gasping for breath. I slowly lowered himself down to my level. Kneeling in front of me he lifted my chin and looked into my blue eyes. "don't lie to me..." he whispered as he stroked my cheek tenderly.

"I'm not" I said back just as quite. He was so jealous, protective and extremely possessive. I can't breathe without him asking why.

With one last look he released my chin and softly kissed my lips. "never lie to me Loral" I quickly whipped my head back and forth.

He sighed heavily "Good" he got up from his crouch in front of me. "Now I have a surprise for you" helping me off the ground, Hades led me over to a glass table with black encrusted designed etched into it's surface.

His hands glided over to a red velvet box that stood in the middle of the table.

"This, is for you"

He opened the box to reveal a giant red ruby in the shape of a tear drop, dangling from a small gold chain. He took it from the box and draped it around my neck. "I know where you've been little Loral" and with that he tightly clipped the necklace around my throat.

The necklace instantly tightened around my neck and squeezed harshly. Every time I tried to speak it would coil even tighter. I grasped at the ruby and tried pulling at it, but it only tightened again. I looked up at Hades in panic to him standing with his broad arms cross and a heavily smirk lacing his lips.

"This here" he twitched the gem with his finger "is called a Dian Icic, you think you can get away? You know I watched and see everything. You feel as if your my bitch in waiting so be it." And it tightened again, sending me gasping for air. I could barely breath, this thing was so tight it felt as if it were braking my wind pipe. Jesus.

He laughed maliciously "you really thought I wouldn't know? Have you learned nothing?!" he boomed with contempt. He was right, hoe could I be so stupid. I was never leaving, ever.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. Don't cry, don't cry! I kept telling myself. "aww does little Loral have tears? Surely I thought you would have learned your lesson the first time I broke that fiery spirit of yours, guess well have to crush it again no?" he hissed with a dark sadistic look in his eyes as he hoisted me over his shoulder.

I didn't scream I didn't cry I didn't fight. It was a hopeless cause, I knew better. HE knew I knew better. I wasn't getting out of this. I haven't for the last two thousand years.

"Your in for it my dear" the husk of his voice was tantalizing. It always had me on my knees. Literally.

"I can smell your arousal female" Hades groaned as he slapped my bum. Hard. I squirmed as the wetness between my legs pooled. I was very aroused and very uncomfortable.

Soon I was being dropped onto Hades plush red satin sheets. My head bounced as it hit the pillow but I didn't care. I was to damn horny to think of anything else.

Quickly, Hades pushed up my upper body until I was in a sitting position. He slowly unclipped my red silk corset and slid it off my back, exposing my pink nipples. "so perfect" he whispered as he roughly his hot mouth upon my eager bud and sucked. I couldn't help the breathy moan that slipped between my eager lips. He messages my other breast as he continued his work on my right. He licked, sucked and tugged on each nipple, taking turns to pepper them with caress.

My back arched towards his abdomen as he trailed his lips down towards my belly button. He groaned huskily as he dragged my hands to the hem of his trousers. Grasping gracefully I undid his pants and grabbed hold of his beautiful cock. It sprung forth into my hands as I began to pump it slowly. Hades growled at the slow pace and gripped my hand softly. He started to stroke his shaft with me. Comical fast pace, he grunted and let go of my hand, letting me take over.

"Stop, not yet" he grunted and slid my dress all the way down my body till I was completely naked. I complied and helped him with his pants. We stripped our clothes until we were both left bare. 

In the heat of passions Hades never failed to deliver. She had an unhealthy love for the man that ended her life. It was a bad case of Stockholm syndrome. She found it easy to hate him and hard to love him. However, difficult she found it though, she could never stop the inkling of affection that wafted through her when he did something to make her happy. Their relationship was more confusing than her past. 

Lorel new her time in the underworld had to come to an end, the love they shared was of misery and heartbreak. Her love for a man destined to inflict death on all was beginning to wain on her senses and emotions. 

By the time Hades had finished and collapsed on Lorel she felt sick, used, and broken. Growling softly Hades pecked her lips and rolled off her and left the room. 

He always left like that, without word, and with little to no affection of the deed they just committed. 

Feeling sick and waisted Lorel called for her man-servant. 

"Toress!" I yelled from my room "TORESS!"

Soon he came rushing in, panting. "Yes m'lady?"

"Cal Theodora" he nodded and left. Theodora was Hellas healer. Or she used to be a healer before she died. She still practices but not medicine, she practices poison.

Soon Theodora came rushing in, deer skin pack in hand. She hurtled to my bed side and set to work. Poking and prodding all over. She checked my heart beat, my pulse and felt around my abdomen. After she was done she stood up from the bed side and put away all her supplies.

She looked solemn before se spoke. "well?"  Lorel inquired eagerly wanting to know what could possibly be wrong.

"You're with child..."

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