Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 180 - 57

Chapter 180 - 57

Heaven lay in bed trying to sleep, but her heart was still racing. No matter what she did, she couldn't calm down. Despite having windows open, she still felt hot. Even Gina had heard her wildly beating heart when she came right after Zamiel left.

She had pointed that her cheeks were red, then teased her about doing the forbidden.

"I didn't." Heaven had said. "It was only a kiss."

The most tender kiss, yet it had left her feeling this way. Unable to think of anything else or sleep. After turning back and forth for what seemed like forever, she could finally fall asleep.

But even in her dreams, Zamiel was there to stir up her emotions. He appeared from the shadows and slowly stalked toward her bed. He loomed over her, his silver eyes gleaming with desire. He slowly crawled into her bed, under the covers. Heaven's heart was beating erratically as she felt his icy fingers on her skin. In her dream, he was not holding back and his hands reached every part of her body, igniting flames along the way. When his fingers reached her neck, she saw his fangs glistening in the dark. The sharpness of the tips made her nervous.

Zamiel's lips curved into a wicked smile before he leaned down and buried his fangs in her flesh.

Heaven shot her eyes open with a gasp. She blinked a few times while staring at the ceiling. It was only a dream, yet it had felt so real. Her heart was still beating and her body acting strangely.

She shook her head. These dreams and thoughts were forbidden. She shouldn't dwell on them. Pushing the dream to the back of her mind, she went on to get prepared for the day. Today was the day she would travel to Valish. But then she remembered that she forgot to ask Zamiel if Ilyas came to see her. They had decided to meet at Zamiel's home.

Thinking of going to Zamiel made her heart race again. Something was wrong with her. It wouldn't be the first time she went to his home, so why was she acting like this?

While it was still early in the morning, she had to visit him and see if Ilyas had found any information that could be useful. But if he didn't, what was she supposed to do then?

She shook her head. There was no need to worry about it before knowing for sure.

Heaven teleported herself to Zamiel's home. She was surprised to smell the scent of food and tea as she walked through the halls. When she came to the parlor, she found a maid serving tea. The old woman didn't seem surprised to see her.

"Are you Lady Heaven?" She asked.

Heaven nodded. But who was she? Heaven could tell she was human.

"Lord Zamiel is upstairs." She informed.

"Thank you." Heaven said and made her way upstairs.

She proceeded to Zamiel's room. The door was open, so she peeked inside. He was nowhere to be seen. Heaven walked in and looked around. Her gaze fell on his bed and her dreams from last night came back to mind. The way he had touched her and she let him. She had even enjoyed it.

Admitting that to herself made her cheeks burn, and she turned around hastily to leave but walked right into his arms. A gasp left her lips.

Zamiel wrapped his strong arms around her and smiled. "Good morning."

Heaven stiffened. Her heart stopped as she found his face close to hers. She could tell that he just bathed by his fresh scent and his wet hair. A few wet strands hung over his face and few water drops dripped from them. Heaven looked at his thick wet lashes, then his smoldering silver eyes, then his... lips.

Suddenly she felt lightheaded. Why?

Zamiel chuckled, "you need to breathe." He told her.

Yes, she wasn't breathing. That's why.

She let out a deep breath and pushed herself away from his arms. How could she think clearly otherwise?

Zamiel narrowed his gaze, probably wondering why she was acting strange.

Heaven cleared her throat. "Good morning." She said.

He ran his fingers through his hair to remove the wet strands from his face, before looking at her again. The gesture made her heart skip a beat. "Did you sleep well?" He asked.

Heaven remembered her dream again and her cheeks flushed. She turned away so he couldn't see her and walked to the window, pretending to look outside, "yes. What about you?" She asked.

Suddenly he was right behind her. "I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about you." He said, his voice feeling like a soft caress on her back. Her eyes darted nervously as she felt him come even closer.

Heaven stood still. She didn't know how to reply to that.

"Heaven."

She closed her eyes as he called her name. He was hypnotizing her, and she couldn't resist. She turned to him, her body obeying him more than her. She told herself to not look into his eyes, but he grabbed her chin and turned her head up. Now, it was too late. She was already gazing into them.

"Why do I feel that you are running away from me now?" He asked.

Yes. Why was she running away? Was she so scared of herself? Even now she took a step back, but the wall behind her stopped her from going any further.

"I-I don't want to torture you." She said but truth was, he was the one torturing her.

"I would rather be tortured by your presence than your absence." He said leaning closer to her.

"Wait!" Heaven said, putting her hands on his chest to stop him.

Zamiel stilled.

"I don't want to hurt you." She said.

Today she had no control. She didn't want to hurt him more than before.

"I won't let you."

He grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands on the wall above her head before claiming her lips with his. There was nothing gentle about the way he kissed her this time, about the way his lips spoke against her. Telling her a tale of passion and craving. Leaving her body and soul at his mercy. And when he released her, she let herself fall into his arms. Her legs unable to support her.

Zamiel carried her up and lay her down on his bed. Heaven felt the taste of blood in her mouth and when she looked at him he had two small cuts on his lips. Not as bad as the previous ones, but still awful to look at knowing she was the cause.

Sitting beside her, he reached for her face. Soothing her burning cheeks with his cold fingers.

"I wish I could heal you than hurt you." She said.

"Heaven, you are the cause and the cure to my pain." He said. "You are my everything."

His words warmed her heart, and she reached for his face. "I love you, Zamiel." She said.

"I love you too." He smiled.

Zamiel offered her to stay over for breakfast and Heaven agreed. There was something strange but exciting at the same time to eat breakfast with him at his home. It was almost like they were already married and living together.

After they were done eating, Ilyas finally showed up. Heaven felt nervous, hoping he had good news for her.

"My lady, I don't know if this will be beneficial to you, but I found out that King Rufus likes men."

Heaven frowned where she sat and then turned to Zamiel, who was sitting calmly next to her.

"What do you mean he likes men?" Heaven said turning back to Ilyas.

Ilyas' gaze shifted to Zamiel before looking back at her. "I mean, he desires not only women, but men as well."

Heaven blinked a few times. Was that possible? A man desiring a man.

She looked at Zamiel questioningly. He smiled at her reaction.

"Some of them are very young. Not even men yet. He exploits boys." Ilyas continued.

"Why?" Was all Heaven managed to ask.

Ilyas just looked at her for a while. "I don't know." He said.

"No king would want such rumors circulating about him. You could use that to your advantage". Zamiel explained.

Heaven would have to think about it during the journey, but now she had to hurry back home. She gave Ilyas the necklace and explained to him how it worked. When teleporting, he would only need to hold it and he would know where she was. If the necklace glowed, then it meant that she wanted to meet him. Ilyas nodded and left.

Now she had to go back home before people noticed that she was missing.

"Do you have to go now?" Zamiel asked.

Heaven nodded.

"How long will you be gone?" He asked.

Valish was a neighbor kingdom, so the travel would take four to five days. Then it would depend on how long she stayed there. "Maybe two weeks." She told.

She wanted to ask if he would come to see her, but refrained from doing so. She wanted him to see her as a mature woman who focused on her mission.

Zamiel kissed her goodbye, and then she hurried back to the castle. Callum already had everything under control. The men, their horses and a carriage were already prepared. Kate had already packed both their clothes and was ready to come with her.

Just when she was about to step into the carriage, someone called her name.

"Heaven."

When she turned around, she found Zarin standing behind her.

She didn't expect to see him so soon. What was he doing here?