All Chapters of Under the incubus' protection: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I darted back to the upper floor. The screams we had heard were of pure agony. Someone was in excruciating pain. My thoughts flew straight to Lily, the frail maid who had promised to reveal the Astors’ darkest secrets to me on the second floor. Benedict Astor must have sent a demon after that poor girl for daring to speak against them. My legs moved as rapidly as possible, and soon, I reached the source of the screams. I threw open the door to that room and found my fears to be spot on. Lily was on the floor, bleeding heavily through multiple stab wounds. The astonishing part was that instead of a demon, my brother Derrick was standing close to the body with a knife drenched in blood.“Derrick, what is this?!” I cried. I didn't believe him to be the actual killer. He must be possessed or under the influence of heavy drugs or witchcraft.My brother didn’t spare me a glance and continued staring mindlessly at the maid. His eyes lacked awareness, and his sluggish movements reminded me o

I couldn’t stop staring into Desmond’s entrancing eyes. They were sparkling like the finest gold. That golden glow had evoked lust, love, and passion in me many times. Now, I found something new there. I saw sacrifice and an undying devotion to me.My heart was fluttering for Desmond. I saw a glimpse in him of the first man, my dad, who had promised to protect me and my family. It was strange to find all that in a demon. I wished things to be different. If I had never found out his secret, I would have grabbed him by his hair and dug my fingers into his sharp jaw while sucking hard on his lips and tongue. I imagined doing that and more to Desmond vividly. He must have heard my passionate thoughts and how his efforts were pushing through the walls I had put up to protect my heart.“I love you, Cass. I want you to remember that each time you’re in trouble and wondering whether anyone cares. The entire world can turn their backs on you, but I will always come to your rescue no matter ho

Benedict Astor and his demons had found us. My face was pressed against Desmond’s leather jacket. I didn’t move or look back to see what my enemies were doing because I had entrusted our survival to Desmond. My demon may not be perfect, but he differed from Mr. Astor’s foul creatures.“What are you waiting for? Charge at them,” Benedict commanded.I felt a change of energy in the room. It quickly shifted from neutral to something seriously ominous and menacing. The darkness grew before my closed eyes, and a windstorm surrounded me. His demons’ snickers reminded me of the shadow demon that had attacked me twice in my home. Was it mocking me with the same laughter?Fear began to overwhelm me, but I remained steadfast in my faith in Desmond. I would crawl inside him and stay there if I could. He would protect me and my family at all costs, like he always did.“It looks like you all have a death wish to barge into our private moment and ruin it with your filthy and useless existences,” De

Benedict was right there. His doom was only a few feet away from him. What just happened then? I couldn’t wrap my head around his sudden disappearance. Everything was going exactly the way it needed to be. We were seconds away from capturing Satan’s right hand.“They have taken them away,” Desmond shouted irately.“What do you mean?” I confusedly looked around the room and found Jane Astor missing, too. “Who took them?”“I need to go. Stay here,” said Desmond. He ran past me like wind and vanished.Mia clasped my hand, startling me. “Where did they all go?” she asked.“I am not sure.” I placed my hand on Mia’s hand. “Desmond will catch him before he gets away.”“Cass, what was Jane saying? Why did you spare her? Is it true she is being blackmailed by Benedict? What child was she talking about? I thought she introduced us to her son at the door.” Mia bombarded me with tough questions.I told my sister about the unexpected interaction I had with Jane five minutes ago as we impatiently a

Standing close to the guest room window, I felt the chilly city air fan my face. Without a blanket over my shoulders, I would freeze to death. I watched the sparkling city lights and the never-ending sounds. It was two in the morning, and the streets were full of life. I would have found the scene enjoyable if my mind wasn’t troubled by a hundred different emotions.Thanks to Becky for having a three-bedroom apartment so I could have a separate guest room. That day’s events were bizarre and too overwhelming. My mind was all over the place, and I needed time to rearrange my thoughts and think of my next step.“Can I come inside?” Desmond knocked at the ajar door.“Yes, please,” I said, repositioning my blanket more fashionably. The most dominant thoughts in my mind were about Desmond. There was so much that needed to be said.Desmond walked inside, closing the door behind him. My eyes remained glued to the window. I could hear him slowly approaching me. There was tension and hesitation