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15.06% Commitment With The Devil / Chapter 25: Have never betrayed anyone

Capítulo 25: Have never betrayed anyone

"What do you want from her?"

Nesta queries her husband who is approaching us. "It is going to be business talk only" Damian explains in short. Looks like he is here to coaxes me for a meeting with Zander. "I thought you had no connection to speak with her about business" Nesta claims.

Her brows pulling each other to express the vexation. She probably is annoyed by the fact that her husband has to call me out for a talk. "Now we do. I will detail things later to you, Nesta. Follow me, Verena Laurel" He gives an order. Stepping away promptly.

What the fuck is his problem?

He is taking me out unwillingly as if he has no other choices but to talk with a filthy person. His expression alone disgusts me already. With that attitude, I might end up punching him sooner or later. Gosh. I swear, if he does not change his attitude when he should.

A sigh escapes between my lips. In hurry, I walk after him as Nesta remains behind under a perplexed expression. The conversation between me and her just vanished into the thin air like that. "When did you start dating Mister Gavril? How did you get him to like you?"

As expected, the questions related to the devil, come up. "Why are you interested in my love life all of the sudden?" I respond from back. My eyes glance around the area also. He is leading outside to the garden. The place where no one is surrounded to eavesdrop.

"I have no interest in your life" Damian scoffs. Jerk. "I am only asking you to discover whether you are capable enough to request for an audience on my behalf" He gets to the point. Fuck did he say? Whether I am capable enough or not? My fists ball up deeply.

We both cease steps near the fountain.

The water splash conceals the low conversation. The strong breeze blows to send shivers down my spine. The faint sunlight shines brightly upon. "Foolish of you to speak in that manner to the girlfriend of Zander. You have made terrible choice with the words" I spit.

Putting one hand inside the pocket with purse in other grasp. "Pardon me" My foot lifts to leave. But of course, he prevents me. "Stop" His grasp falls upon my wrist. Forcing me to face him. "I just have no options beside. So, listen to me first before you pick wrong decision"

Look at him using my words against me. "Go on" I allow "Great choice. This is going to benefit you as well. Once you successfully manage to arrange a meeting for me, I will return a favor that will guide you near my son" Oh. At least, he knows how to make deals.

He really wants to rebuild the reputation for his company so that he is willing to assist me in the game even. How hilarious. Imagine Nesta hearing this chat, I bet she would furiously shout in the face of this man. "Aren't you concerned I might win this gamble?" I tilt my head.

My gaze pierces through his eyes,

as he quiets down.

He is worried obviously. This is a risky decision he picked out of all. What kind of individual chooses to help the enemy just to gain the fame and income? "It is not something I can decide" He mumbles after breaking eye contact. Why does his face appear dejected?

Perhaps, he is already aware he is going to lose? "And what makes you think I will believe your words?" My right brow raises. Damian's eyes shift. Focusing into mine. "I am a man of my words. I have never betrayed anyone before in my entire life" Pfft. I flash a beam.

How shameless.

Stating he has never stabbed someone's back, right in front of someone whom he has betrayed. "Fine. But if I ever find out you were playing tricks, I am ruining your company" A smile disappears as a calm face replaces. "Now, let me go" I furrow my brows.

Realizing he has been holding my wrist. Damian quickly retakes his clasp. "Make sure you persuade him with all you got" He warns beneath a scowl. "I don't recall asking for your assistance" Turning around without speaking furthermore, I leave the place.

"What did you two talk about?" As soon as I head towards the entrance of the mansion to leave, Nesta pops up. Her frown indicates at concern. And I smile. "Your husband would prefer me to keep the chat private" I reply. "Stop spouting nonsense and answer me, Verena Laurel"

Nesta's jaw clenches over my retort. I wish I could record this reaction to laugh at every time I feel bored. "Ask your husband then" Beneath a frown, I walk away. It is when Damian catches up from behind. Ken also waits with my car after taking it out from parking lot.

"Contact me if Leo asks"

I leave a statement and get inside the car. Ken just nods. I know I promised the kid to spend time later. But I am leaving first of all. The more I give in and pull back, the kid will yearn my presence more. After all, I am the one who claimed to believe in devils. My eyes shift.

The car door has closed, making me unable to hear sentences between the couple outside. Howbeit, I can see Leo standing at the huge glass window above, with his gaze landed upon me and my car. That kid's expressions are difficult to read through most of the time.

One thing for certain, he will call me this time. He will. He will for sure. "Welcome, Ma'am" The assistant of mine bows once I enter the company. It is really quiet and everything is occurring peacefully. I am starting to find this work exhausting. It is getting tiring.

Wait. Me? Thinking work is exhausting? What am I even considering? I should focus on the job. "There is a meeting to attend in an hour, Ma'am. The topic will be the raising sales and holding a party to celebrate the high sales" Nia, my assistant explains the plan.

"I see"

As usual, I bury myself in the pile of works again. Time flies fast. The sun is about to set right in front of me now. A sigh escapes between my lips. The day is about to complete now that I feel like passing out. "Ugh, it is tiring" Squeezing eyes, I mumble a complaint.

"Ma'am. Mister Gavril requests to enter the room" The knock echoes from outside. Attracting my attention. Here we go again. That devil is making lots of appearances at my company nowadays. "Come in" I permit and stand up from the chair to head to the lounge.

The door unlocks. Revealing the man with a bright grin. "Love!" Zander straight up walks towards me for an embrace while Nia closes the door behind instantly. "She has shut the door. You can stop pretending to be a lovely boyfriend" I let out a whisper near his ear.

"I really missed you though" He frowns and pulls back from the hug. "Oh, please" I roll my eyes. We both settle down across each other. There are already juice glasses on the table since I keep them in tray just in case I suddenly crave for juice. "So how are things?"

He throws a query.

Doesn't he already know what occurred? I thought he could predict the future or something. "Zander offered a deal. He vowed to guide me to get me closer to his son while I help him obtain a meeting with you" Details list down in short. It is when Zander grins.

"I knew he would hand out such favor" The man grabs the juice glass for a sip. "Are you going to accept it?" I tilt my head. Although he rejected Damian at first to build a faint trust in me from Damian, who knows what this devil thinks? "Do you want me to, princess?"

Rather than a clear answer, he responds with a query. What? Why is he questioning me as if I have control? I mean I have to move according to his decisions. "Does that mean I can handle your decisions as well?" I raise my brows. And he nods like a kid.

Why is he always thrilled?

"Accept it then" If he really means his words, of course, I am choosing to arrange the meeting. That's the obvious option to pick anyway. "As you wish" Zander replies. "Shall we return back?" He asks and places the glass down on the table. "Sure. I am starving already"

Due to the long meeting and works, I forgot to take lunch today. Making me suffer with stomachache. I had several glasses of water to kill the starvation but it remained. "I made some dinner for you" Zander claims. We both stand up at the same time from lounge.

"Thanks"

I shortly express gratitude. Lord.

My head is spinning in dizziness.


Capítulo 26: Craving for his touch

"Hm?"

A frown displays across my face over the sight of Zander gripping onto my hand while driving on the other side. I cannot focus on the roads due to agony, the reason why he is now returning to the apartment. But before I slowly pass out, his touch brings me back to reality.

The warm grasp that is making sure I stay alert. He is being considerate. "We are heading to the hospital. Just stay awake with me for a few minutes" He requests beneath a scowl. Huh? I don't recall instructing him to lead to the hospital. "No. I only want to sleep"

I mumble out loud. It is not accurate of course. Stomachache is cooperating with migraine to murder me inside. I shouldn't have skipped lunch! "You can lie all you wish, love. But your thoughts remain visible to my sense" Zander replies and stops the car moment after.

Oh shit. Right.

He can read mind. The man promptly gets out of the car to open the door for me. "Hold onto me tightly" He instructs. His hands seizing my arms for support. Wait. I don't even have injuries on my feet or legs. Why is he acting as if I lost my legs? "I can walk on my own"

Scowling in pain, I proclaim. Yet, Zander refuses to listen to me. He straight up carries me out of the car in bridal way. It panics me. Why?! This is so extra! "I am not being over, Verena. Your vision is blurry with migraine. I am attempting to help you" He explains but in low tone.

I just noticed something about him. I thought he had a deep yet tender voice. But I was wrong. When I heard him speaking with Damian, his voice was really deep and low as if his intention was to frighten people. With me, he uses softer tone. "Why are you smiling?!"

As I dive into the ocean of thoughts, Zander's lips corners lift into a beam. I don't see any reasons for him to grin at all. "It is a relief you notice that much, princess. I am honored to be recognized" He lets out a mutter. Causing my brows to pull each other together in perplexity.

What is he talking about even?

Everyone would notice it easily if they were in my place. The mystery is why? It is probably not because he is in so-called love, so, what could it be? Man, whatever. These thoughts are paining me more. "Are you sliding one request tonight?" I narrow my eyes.

Look at me. Blurry vision along with stomachache. At least, he knows how to show mercy, right? He would not push my body to accept; I guess. After all, I am not well currently. He better expresses some concern as a partner in contract. "I will decide upon it later"

Zander responds.

He sounds unwilling to decline. Don't tell me he is going to request no matter what. "What's the matter with the patient?" The ER doctor approaches to witness me being carried as if I had lost the ability to walk. "She skipped lunch and now stomachache is occurring"

Zander details the situation before I can. Well, it feels great to have someone else talk on your behalf sometimes. I quietly observe through my blurry eyesight. My arms wrap around the man's neck firmly. "Oh" The doctor's voice lowers when she hears the reason.

Gosh, this is embarrassing. Why is this man making things awkward? "Please follow after me then" The doctor leads the way to check up. The whole time, Zander stands by the side in silence to assure my safety. Before I could realize, I had passed out from exhaustion.

"Ugh..."

A groan escapes between my lips. Eyelashes peel apart, to encounter the scene of my ceiling. Yes, my apartment bedroom's ceiling. The black and white themed room which the man designed though I never admitted what design I required. Wait, huh? How did I get home?!

Realization hits me so hard to the point where I widen my eyes. Glancing around the room, the man enters my sight. He is there, on the lounge, with the book in his hand. "Zander?" The moment his name comes up from me, Zander's eyes shift. Filling with the exultation.

"Verena!" Instantly, he rushes up near the bed after throwing the book away. "I was so worried" He caresses my cheek, holding my hand. "How did I reach home?" The one and only query I want to know, echoes. It is when the man lets out a sigh. "I didn't like the way male nurses treated you"

What the fuck. The most unreasonable reason I have ever heard. A scowl takes place upon the expression. "Are you being serious right now?" I shoot a glare and shove his grip away from my hand. "Love, how could I endure the scene of them wiping sweats off of your forehead?"

He makes another excuse.

I swear. He better stops treating me as one of his girlfriends. "You are not hilarious at all, Zander. Quit spouting nonsense and tell me what time it is" At last, I ignore his unfunny reasons. Getting up from the bed to have some water. "It is one in the morning right now"

Zander's information hushes me down. So, I was unconscious for five hours? "You should go to sleep. I will be all right on my own" Suggesting him, I step out of the bed, only to lose balance. "Shit" The sudden fall I encounter causes me to seize the man's arm in hurry. But he holds me first.

His arm slides around my waist to help me, grasping my hand tightly. "Darling, you certainly are not fine on your own. Command me what to do. I am here for you" Zander attempts to coax me into ordering him around. Howbeit, I cannot focus. The dizziness comes back. What is happening?

Didn't I just return from the hospital? Everything should be all right now since I also slept for five hours. Yet, I am suffering at loss of energy again? No way. No way. Squeezing my eyes, I hold his hand. Lifting eyes to meet his concerned gaze. "Love, is there anything bothering you?"

He notices the oddness.

"Zander, kiss me right now"

Yes. The problem is the weak body made out of this devil's half soul, which means I have to inhale the energy. My instruction seems to have confused the man. He quiets down. Lord. What is he hesitating for?! I thought he liked to be kissed. Not my point but still he should concur!

Soon, the man's lips form into a smile of amusement. Thank goodness, he reacts. "You never fail to drive me insane, love" Murmuring beneath his breath, Zander leans in. Pressing his lips upon mine and parting his lips after for me. I shut my eyes, inhaling the energy from him.

Oh gosh, now I feel alive. This is the feeling of satisfaction. My hands upon his shirt tighten. Gripping onto him firmly. More. I need more. No. It is not me who crave for it. This body requires more. I just want to suck all the energy from him. I just want to pin him down and take the energy away.

The kissing sound echoes in the entire room. For a moment, I forgot I had to inhale the energy only. His tongue brings me in for a rough kiss so that I got drowned. His kisses tenderly with roughness. Making me unable to describe the feeling he gives me just from a kiss.

"Ha..." At last, we pull away from each other to catch for breath. Gasping for air together. "It appears you are all fine now, my princess" Just from the words and smile on his face alone, I can sense the shivers running down my spine. Shit. Don't tell me he is still waiting to get his request fulfill!

"No, my legs are quivering still"

The lie escapes between my lips instantly. It is the moment the man lets out a cackle. Jerk. His laughter is annoying me. "Are they?" Zander's right brow raises as he wraps his arm around my waist once again. His strength is unbreakable all of the sudden. The devil is perilous.

How can I forget it?

"Let me go" I order. Eyes gleaming with vexation. "I love your gaze, darling" Yet, a whisper comes up from him. Pushing me to gulp. What is his aim? The nervousness flows through the blood beneath a curious gaze. Am I going to be fucked? The only question crosses my mind.

Knowing damn well that I should be disgusted by the thought alone, my body shakes slightly in thrill instead. What's wrong with me?! "You are trembling" Zander smirks. His fingers slowly shift down near my vagina. Causing my whole body to freeze. Fuck no.

"Stop. I am not in mood tonight" I furrow my brows. Yes, I am not interested. Let's gaslight my own self like that. "You are getting wet already" He murmurs with his gaze piercing through mine. How could someone be this appealing? "No..."

I grit my teeth and slam my head against his hard chest. My face is heating up in embarrassment as my hands grip onto his shoulders firmly. Something is wrong with me. No, my body is wrong. It seems to be craving for his touch. No way. No fucking way.

"I have decided my wish, darling"

He whispers as I moan under his touch.


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