Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Nine:
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Nine.
Daemon didn’t bother restraining the girls with chains again after they had finished eating.
My heart ached for them–innocent girls who had no idea what kind of monster he truly was. They gazed up at him, captivated by his good looks, just as I had once been. I had thought he had the beauty of a fallen angel, and I wasn’t wrong. In every sense of the word, he was after all–the Demon Overlord. His looks weren’t the only reason I fell for him. With Trian, I had felt free, he was the only one who regarded me like I was more than just a sacred vessel. He made me feel like a woman, made me want things I never imagined I could, and showed me the world through an entirely new lens. But Trian was gone, and Daemon had taken over his body.
“Who’ll be first?” He questioned the girls with a small smile on his lips and just as they had rushed for the food, they now flocked to him. I wanted to scream at them, didn‘ they know what he was about to do?
Daemon’s words hit me: ‘I don’t do anything they don’t want.‘
Could people in their right senses ever want this?
He stepped toward the oldest of the girls, and she eagerly tilted her head, exposing her neck to him. He brushed her hair aside, and that was when I saw it–fangs. Had they always been there? I would have noticed… or perhaps he had simply hidden them too well.
But with his fangs bared and his eyes- which had turned completely black, he looked every bit like the Demon Overlord I had imagined. I didn’t even realize I was shaking ‘Run!‘ my mind screamed at me, but fear had rooted me to the spot. I watched him sink his fangs into her skin; the girl let out a scream. She never stopped screaming, but the tone… it shifted. The raw agony melted into something else, something almost euphoric. Soft, breathless moans slipped from her lips. I watched her grind her hips against him, her eyes dazed like she was under some kind of spell. The other girls watched, a strange look in their eyes, and I was surprised to note it was jealousy. They were jealous of the girl Daemon had chosen to feed off from.
After what felt like forever, he pulled away, licking his blood stained lips and leaving behind two bite marks to add to the other scars marring her neck. He shoved her away like the thought of being too close to her suddenly disgusted him, and she fell back to the ground; Her breaths came out in quiet, shallow pants, yet the desire in her eyes remained.
A wave of nausea crashed over me, threatening to bring up everything I had eaten, but thankfully, it passed. I stumbled backward, suddenly dizzy.
“Aliya.” He called, catching me before I could fall.
“Don’t touch me.” I snapped, and he seemed surprised by my outburst.
Fear gripped me. I didn’t know who these girls were, but to him, they were nothing more than blood bags. I‘ wondered what he was going to do to me; what exactly were his plans for me?
“Aliya, you need to calm down.”
I couldn’t. My heart pounded, and black dots clouded my vision. I tried to fight it, but slowly, I felt myself slipping
away.
I had no idea how he got me into the room so quickly, but before I knew it, my back sank into the soft bed.
“What would you do to me?” I asked in me?”
y half–conscious state, “Why am I here, and what do you want with
Minutes passed, or perhaps it was just seconds; I faded away into the darkness, but not before I heard his response.
“I am supposed to kill you; that was the plan, yet you still live.”
