Devil's vow

Chapter 21: Achilles's Heel

After one week

Allac State

Russia

Ajax's eyes were drinking her all, capturing her each and every movement as she glided across the room, twirling her dress, she seemed to be unaware of the person leaning against her door.

A round silver carved mirror was proudly displaying the Strom princess' beauty as she smoothed down her dress.

Looking at the mirror, she saw him behind her, giving his genuine signature grin which made him look so stunning, her breathing stopped for a moment.

"You are really a treasure, a dangerously beautiful one at that" he turned her examning her almond eyes which were sparkling with happiness, kissing her forehead with so much affection that it warmed her heart.

"I wasn't too keen of wearing it but I guess you like it, i think I look less ugly in this" she joked but her eyes widened when she saw emotions in his eyes breaking like sparkling glass, turmoil in those turquoise green orbs- all raw for her, just for her.

"You think you are ugly because of these scars? Now let me show you how ugly you are" with that he smashed his lips to hers, batteling for dominance, no it wasn't a gentle kiss, it was a war of passion. His one hand engulfed her waist and other cupping her jaw and neck with one palm.

His tounge entered her mouth exploring her depths, kissing her like she was his last breath, pushing her towards the wall while submerging her cold presence in his warm one-  fire collided with ice.

princess of Russia's frozen world- unaware to the world, their combination

like one, digging her fingers into his shoulders, the world seemed to the

breathing rapid but he didn't seemed to have enough of her, pushing down one strap of her dress he trailed opened mouth kisses along her collarbone

out, a seiren's call

actually are little treasure" his tounge trailed her skin antagonizingly slow, 

strap down while continuing his wet kisses

the masculine beast wither for her, but right now it seemed like

her waist, her creamy flesh being exposed, the faded scars on her back seemed to

marks with his lips while calling her his treasure, his goddess, his princess, his women, giving her so much love and care, it made her eyes glistened with unshed

"Who are you baby?"

"I am your woman"

the woman I will

she was ready

...................

Rivan Castle

Russia

deep abyss- a dungeon of torment, greif, cries and inflicting unimaginable pain on the evil souls making them suffer the same hellflames in

to the city of Houstan in America but it has spread it's venom to Russia, China, Cambodia and various

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