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A Slave For The Devil TWELVE
She did not plan on going to his chambers. Fuck his rules. She'd been crying in her own room for many hours that she drifted to sleep at some point. It was when someone opened the door of her chamber that she jolted awake and pulled the blanket to cover her almost naked body. It was Henrietta and she was bringing some clothes for her. She didn't feel relieved to see the woman. Not when she clearly remembers how loyal she is to Hades. Henrietta placed the set of clothes on the foot of her bed and then a tray of food on a table before she looked at her. "Clean yourself and wear this. Lord Hades expects you to be in his chamber in half an hour," she said and turned her back to leave her alone."I don't want to go," she said sternly. She was surprised to hear that her voice did not even crack. Henrietta slowly turned to watch her. Her sharp features getting even sharper with the little source of light in her chamber. The woman stalked forward until she was standing at the foot of her
A Slave For The Devil THIRTEEN
She froze and she might have forgotten to breathe too. The woman was moaning in ecstasy and she wanted to run. She wanted to close her eyes and shut her senses down just so she could stop seeing and hearing what was happening right in front of her.Cold hands touched her shoulders and she jolted. Before she could turn to see who it was, he heard Cerberus’ voice in her right ear. His voice was cold as death, as still and calm as the deep waters.“Watch carefully,” Cerberus said and she hitched her breath when she felt his hands squeeze her shoulders a bit. “Watch how Lord Hades’ face contorts with pleasure. Observe and take note for you shall be doing that to him when the time comes.”She let out a gasp and it must have been too loud because Hades opened his eyes and found her. His face was still contorted with pleasure as the woman continued to ride him. And then she saw how his lips curved with a smirk and his hands went to the woman’s hips. This time, he was the one moving his hips
A Slave For The Devil FOURTEEN
“I…” Words left her. She’d forgotten about it: the reason why she was called to his chamber in the first place. Last night, she had enough time to brood over it. To guess and overthink what things he could be doing to her. She’s thought of so many things, each one worse than the last. It was the reason why she wasn’t able to sleep. And now, here she is, in front of the lord of the underworld himself.Hades turned to Cerberus. “Leave us. I want you scouring the upside and tell me everything when you get back,” he ordered. Cerberus gave her a look—the look that silently tells her she’s not going to escape no matter what she does. He then bowed his head to Hades before he disappeared, leaving a trail of black mist.Hades faced her. “Well then, we shall proceed.” He took a step close and she took a step back. He narrowed his eyes in her direction.“Please,” she said. She hated saying the word and it never really did anything based on her experience. But it’s all she got. What does she hav
A Slave For The Devil FIFTEEN
She had no idea where her notion of the underworld came from. The world of gods was something she regarded as superstition simply because she doesn’t believe in them. It was one of the reasons why she found it really hard to believe that she was in the underworld and the actual god of the underworld was the one who took her to make his subject. Before, she could imagine the underworld to be dark and scary and not…livable.But nothing really prepared her for what the actual underworld looked like. The surrounding was not what she expected. Instead of flowing lava and volcanoes constantly spewing fireballs, she could see lush mountains. She found herself standing at the edge of the cliff and when she looked down, she let out a gasp as she realized how high she is from the sea.“Where…Where are we? Is this the underworld?” she asked as she looked at Hades who was standing beside her.“Not yet, darling,” he said. “This is the last thing every soul sees before going to the actual underworl
A Slave For The Devil SIXTEEN
If the outside of the castle is sinister, the inside was a beautiful kind of gloomy. It looked more opulent and she almost forgot she was in the underworld. Chandeliers providing warm light hung from the roof. The candelabra were plastered on the huge columns with thick candles that don't seem to run out. The light was enough to provide a strange kind of calm. It was ironic since the underworld or hell was often associated with chaos. She could only guess it was the receiving hall and it was already so huge. She couldn't help but wonder if the souls that come down here are welcomed with grand parties, but she doubted the idea as soon as she thought about it. This place is meant to be a punishment. A hell for the damned souls. "Dinner is served," Cerberus said behind her and she followed him walking towards an area she could only guess was the dining. Everything still felt surreal to her. She was just a girl with no parents and in a span of one night, everything changed. Suddenly, s
A Slave For The Devil SEVENTEEN
The dinner went smoothly. Except for the fact that she wasn't able to eat that much. Not after all those things they told her. She couldn't help but get curious about the woman that both Hades and Zeus loved. And she couldn't get her mind off the fact that Hades' love for the mortal woman got her literally killed. With all those things she learned, she wondered how cruel and powerful Zeus can be. She had seen what Hades can do and she initially thought it was terrifying. If Zeus is more powerful, how terrifying could he be?The door in her chamber opened and Henrietta came inside bringing her clothes. She didn't bother locking her door as both Hades and Cerberus could teleport inside her chamber, anyway. It was like a subtle reminder that wherever she goes, whether it be in the underworld or in the human world, there is no one who can stop them from getting to her. "Do you know about the curse?" she asked Henrietta the moment she laid down the clothes on her table. She saw the woman
A Slave For The Devil EIGHTEEN
Her heart was beating too fast. She should move, she should get out and run back to her chambers, but her feet were somehow glued on the floor and she couldn't move a muscle.The sound of the woman's moans and Hades' labored breathing was what flooded her ears. Her eyes were glued to the part where the two were connected and for some reason, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. She forced herself to look away but her eyes went to Hades' face, contorted with pleasure.Holy--Whatever thoughts her mind was about to conjure, it was stopped when someone grabbed her arm harshly. The next thing she felt was her head hitting the wall as she was pushed a bit violently. When she looked in front of her, she saw Cerberus' looking at her. He was too near and she realized how small she was in front of him. And when she looked into his eyes, she could see them glowing in the dark. As in literally glowing in the dark. She doesn't know why they were glowing. It could be because of anger, it could be
A Slave For The Devil NINETEEN
Cerberus' hands were firm as they were holding her hands behind her. She was sandwiched between two solid walls and she couldn't possibly get out. Not when Hades was in front of her, holding her waist, and now placing small kisses on her throat as if taking his time. She bit her lips as her eyes were still covered. What else can she do at the moment? None. She should be terrified. These men are not normal people. They are not people. They could literally kill someone without having to lift their finger and yet here she is, sandwiched between them, strangely enjoying the feel of their hands on hers. What is happening to me? "What are you doing to me?" she said under labored breath. "What is happening?" Her voice was weak and she couldn't help but give in to the support between the two men as her knees continued to buckle. "You brought this to yourself," whispered Cerberus in her right ear. A small moan escaped her mouth once again as she felt Hades' teeth on her skin. And another
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A Slave For The Devil THIRTY-FIVE
She couldn’t speak. Her eyes wandered quickly, making sure that she wasn’t in the underworld anymore.When she realized that she was nowhere in the underworld, she gasped and looked at Zeus. Still not believing that Zeus actually took the bait and took her to the heavens just like she planned, she did not move. She remained standing where she was and looked at Zeus suspiciously. Although she was feeling more fear than suspicion.Zeus looked at her. There was a knowing look on his face that makes her think that this might be a trap. But then Cerberus had helped her. If this was a trap, certainly Cerberus knows about it.“Why?” she asked Zeus before she could even stop herself. The man tilted his head to the side and grinned.“Don’t you want to come here?”Her heart thundered inside her chest. How did he know? Did Cerberus somehow tell him? But why would Cerberus do that? The last time she checked, Cerberus loathed Zeus. However, as she thinks more about it, she realized that maybe Zeus
A Slave For The Devil THIRTY-FOUR
“What are we doing here? Aren’t we supposed to be in the midlands?” she asked when she realized that Cerberus had bought her to the dining. “This is not the midlands.”“I know the underworld’s geography better than you and I know this isn’t the midlands but you don’t need to go there.”She gave Cerberus a confusing look. “How am I supposed to get Zeus’ attention here? Are you even helping me?”“You don’t need to get his attention, Guinevere,” he said as he was pouring himself some wine on a chalice. She didn’t even notice when he got the wine but since she learned about magic, she stopped asking questions about it.“What do you mean I don’t need to get his attention? That is the whole point of this! I need to get his attention so I could talk to him.”“You don’t need to try getting his attention because you already got it.”Now, she’s even more confused. Reading the expression on her face, Cerberus took a sip of his wine and faced her fully.“Zeus knows who you are. He came all the wa
A Slave For The Devil THIRTY-THREE
She was sweating when she woke up. The bed was damp and her nightgown had clung to her sticky body. Her breathing was labored as if she had just come back from a marathon. She didn't know how long was she sleeping and how long she stayed in the dream but Lizbeth had taken her time telling her everything she needed to know. They weren't doing anything but sit and talk but she felt like she was running for miles.However, it was worth it. Lizbeth had told her many things she needed to know. Like how to call Zeus' attention.She got up from the bed and started to do what she had to do. Whatever time it was, she just hopes that Hades or Cerberus are not yet around. Or maybe it's better if they were around because what she's about to do is dangerous. Another thing is that, should she be trusting Lizbeth? The woman seemed irked at her that she was screwing around with Hades. But during the duration of their conversation, she could tell that Lizbeth feels bad for putting Hades in this situat
A Slave For The Devil THIRTY-TWO
There was already food in her chamber and the bath had been prepared. She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a good long minute. What happened last night was the first time they ever did it. Before, it was just teasings and pleasuring themselves but last night...they finally did it. She finally submitted to him in this service thing that's going on.She could stop it. In fact, there is no need for her to continue this but then she wanted it again. She wanted the pleasure that Hades could give and she realized that she had been the one with the darkest desires. Lusting over the god of the underworld is a whole different kind of thing. Even now as she was laying in bed, she couldn't stop thinking about him--about the feeling of his hardness against her softness. She couldn't stop thinking about how his lips touched her skin and how his mouth sucked her nipples. Her hands started traveling from her lips to her neck and to her breast when she felt her nipples erect.Her other hand
A Slave For The Devil THIRTY-ONE
His touch was intoxicating and she felt like she was about to burst. She squirmed underneath him as his fingers traced her skin—from her lips to her bare shoulder to the valley of her breasts."In what universe do you think that your plan is going to work?" he asked, his voice low. It was more like a seduction than an interrogation and she couldn't think straight. Anyone who's in her shoes won't be able to think straight, either."I...I just think it would be the only way—"Her words were cut off by her moans when his lips replaced his fingers. They had gone beyond touching each other and she wanted that to happen badly now. It may sound crazy but she has embraced it all now. In the underworld, nobody can tell her it was wrong to be lusting over the devil himself.His lips were light as a feather as they traced from just under her breast and then downward. Pleasure built up inside her because of anticipation."You think you can do that with Zeus?" he asked while he continued to trail
A Slave For The Devil THIRTY
The dinner was surprisingly calm for her. Cerberus' absence would explain a lot and she didn't really want him there to destroy the moment. She looked at Hades about at least a meter away from her and she saw him silently eating a piece of meat. When he looked up to look at her, she immediately averted her gaze and focused on her food instead."Is there something you want to say?" he asked and she almost bit her tongue because of surprise. She swallowed her food before she looked at him."N-Nothing," she answered and Hades raised a brow as he was looking at her. It was obvious he didn't believe what she said so she went on, "It's just that...it feels easier now."He didn't say anything and she knew he knows what she was talking about. Then he poured wine on his chalice. He then snapped his finger and her chalice was filled too.She swallowed hard at the sight of the alcohol. "I don't think—""You have nothing to worry about. That's just grape juice.""Where did you get grapes?"Hades
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-NINE
When he said he wanted to go sightseeing, she knew it was not going to be an ordinary one. Right before she could ask where they were off to next, Hades flicked his finger again and the next thing she realized, they were not in the midlands anymore.The air felt different. There was not a gloomy hint on it like she felt in the underworld. The sun was scorching and most importantly, she could see people. People she didn’t even see in the underworld.“Where are we?” she asked, although she already had an inkling of where they might be. She’s just too scared to acknowledge it. The familiarity of a not-so-busy street was what gave it away. She’s not in the underworld anymore.“Welcome back to the mortal world, Guinevere,” Hades said beside her and she looked at him with wide eyes.“Why? Why are we here? This isn’t the underworld.”“I know this isn’t the underworld and as for your other question, I brought you here for some sightseeing. Haven’t I told you?”“What does this have to do with
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-EIGHT
A gasp escaped her mouth the moment she saw the black water. She doesn't know what it was and she certainly doesn't want to find out. Perhaps Hades sensed her fear and he walked beside her. Their close distance makes her stomach flutter. She looked at him and realized he was looking at the water running below. Voices—muffled and chaotic—rang in her ears and it took her a while to realize that they came from the river down below."What's...what's that?" she asked. Although she's got a feeling that she's not going to like whatever answer he has, she needs to know."The river of sorrows," he answered."Is that metaphorical or...?"Hades was silent for a moment and she could have sworn an emotion passed his face but before she could discern what it was, it was already gone."It consists of dead dreams, failures, disappointments, regret, and sorrow. When people die, they bring those with them. And it flows right here, somewhat sustaining this place. They're the ones making this river its c
A Slave For The Devil TWENTY-SEVEN
“I really don’t need this—““You haven’t seen everything, Guinevere,” he cut her off and she cleared her throat.“I don’t need to see everything. I plan on leaving…?” She glanced in his direction but he didn’t seem to be too interested in looking at her. It was weird considering that he had a different look on his face that night—She shook her head. She can’t possibly be thinking about what happened last night. Especially not now.“Just in case you change your mind and decide to stay,” he said and looked at her. “It’s important you know where the place for doom and the place for pleasure.”She cleared her throat again at the mention of pleasure and she heard Hades let out a small chuckle. “I meant art or gardening or reading—whatever you do for pleasure.”“I was thinking the exact same thing,” she said a bit defensively and gave him a look only to see him already looking at her with brows raised.“Of course,” he said and proceeded to walk. She followed him and they were out of the ca
