Dice with Devil horns

Love trumps hate

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Warning: Talk of unhealthy binding and self hate can be found within this chapter. I do apologize if this triggers anyone of you. My intent is to entertain, not hurt. If your start getting triggered please leave the chapter for your own health. Thank you.
Be safe my buds

Dice pov:

Screams, taunts, and vicious faces surrounded me. They flooded my senses causing me to hold my head in agonizing pain. Make it stop, please. MAKE IT STOP!!!

I shot up in bed, my breathing heavy as I held my hand close to my chest. A nightmare. It was just a nightmare...........or was it? Those words, those faces shrouded in shadows seem so familiar as if I had seen them thousands and thousands of times before....Who were they and why are they just now returning to my mind and memory?

I looked over on the other side of the bed toward my husband. His chest was rising and falling silently with his breaths, or maybe not so silently as he let out a snore. Chuckling a rubbed his head patting down his messy fur making him let out a grumbling purr. I don't know what I ever did to catch the eye of the devil himself. Unlike all the other lackeys around here I never did sell my soul to him. We met back when we were just teens and he was still Lucifer the angel, but he was far from any angel in the story books or heaven. He had taken someones soul due to winning a bet, his first of many contracts. Running he didn't see me walking and collided with me knocking me into mud. I was at first very pissed and started shouting at him, not realizing exactly who he was. That is until he shut me up by grabbing me by my collar and shouted back. Even back then he had the ability to shut up up and make me stare and he still does to this day.

Getting up and looking at the clock I want to surprised to find out it was only 4 in the morning. Normally im up at 3:30, but hey being 6 months pregnant takes a lot out of ya. Making my way to the bathroom I stopped and stared at the mirror, more specifically my image in it. I wasn't as big as some women i've seen, but to me I looked huge and I didnt like it. Devil always calls me beautiful but I don't feel beautiful. I feel fat, ugly, and so so many more synonyms all meaning unattractive. I've always had low self esteem, but now it feels ten million times worse..... Perhaps I can some who- " Don't even finish that thought."

Startled a turned around to see Devil getting up yawning from exhaustion. " Did did I wake you?" I asked berating myself in my mind for being so loud. " No yawn its 4 you've been staring at yourself for thirty minutes dear." I was? Time sure does fly when your lost in thought I guess. " O im im sorry I was just-" he cut me off again. " Thinking your not beautiful and trying to figure out how to hide your baby bump. Dice even if I could not read minds I could tell what you were thinking and I still say no. You are not wearing a corset while pregnant." he didn't understand. " Devil you don't under-" again he cut me off. " Dice you could be purple, pink, a frog, hell a angel for all I give a damn and id still love you because your you. No matter what you look like you'll always be my Dicey, my right hand man, my husband." as he said those words he hugged me from behind and looked into my eyes through the mirror which I had turned toward as soon as he said no. " Plus if you think i'd be mad over a little weight may I remind you that your this way because your carrying our child Dice. OUR kid. So please try to stop thinking so negative when you know it doesn't bother me. Your are and always will be my dicey." with that said he kissed me on my head gently running a clawed hand over my stomach. I know this is suppose to be a serious moment but.....

" Always be your good for nothing lackey?" I couldn't help myself ever since I heard him say that to those cup kids i've held it over his head and i'm not gonna stop now. Ive forgiven him anyway so now its more of joke than an insult. I just like to tease him. " O COME ON I APOLOGIZED TEN MILLION TIMES WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?!" he exclaimed. Laughing I turned to him saying, " A kiss?" with that he stopped, started, then gently kissed my lips. People say that the magic ends after two years of marriage but with my Devil it will never end.

Ah yes it shall never end

Until I decide to stop updating
Which will be never btw
I don't have a set updating schedule , but I'll never forget this book so don't worry yalls heads
So long my buds