BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King
BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2
Chapter 7 – Good Evening
LUCIUS.
“Are you not going to answer me?” Lucy asked, her brows furrowing as she stood beside her mate’s seat while I lounged on the couch inside their office.
Two days after I left their home, I was back again. “I went here to visit Luther, not to be interrogated. ” I hissed, annoyed to be looking at them instead of my nephew.
“We want to know what your plans are.” It was Stone.
“So you offered three weeks to spend with humans? Are you sure you can manage?” Lucy asked again. “What the f*uc*k is so hard about spending time here? And correction, three weeks with Patrea not with all humans on this f*uc*king planet.”
Stone chuckled until Lucy rolled her eyes at him. “Why do you worry? What’s so hard about that?” “A lot! Unlike shifters, demons have power that just comes out when they’re furious. First, you can’t have your eyes blazing red all the time. And then the hissing has to stop.”
“But Stone is allowed to growl every five minutes?” “He does when he’s with shifters, not with humans. II
“I don’t growl every f*uc*king five minutes.” Stone butted in.
“The f*uc*k you do.”
“Stop, both of you. So, can you manage? Can you control your outburst? You can’t burn people just because you hate them or because they bump you on the street. And you can’t order them to do things for you. You have to clean the house, water the plants, wash dishes, cook food, and fix your bed…” “Do you even do all that, Lucija?” I asked although I knew the answer already.
“We have omegas around, but Patrea doesn’t have any,” Stone answered for her.
“Besides, you’re going to live with two witches. Can you control your outburst?” It was Lucija again. “Wait. My deal is just with Patrea. What’s with two witches?” My forehead creased, not enjoying this conversation.
“What will you do with Althea?”
“Send her to the underworld, perhaps. I don’t want her there.” I scoffed.
“How sure are you that you won’t harm Patrea or the people around you?”
“You don’t trust me, do you?” I asked my sister, and my brows hiked up as I waited for her response. “Lucius, I trust you around here because almost everyone knows you already, but out there…”
“I will f*uc*king behave!” I hissed.
“How sure are you?” “Patrea hasn’t agreed yet, and I’m being interrogated already. Can you f*uc*king ask her if she’ s okay with that or not? Then I don’t have to go through this with you if there’s nothing there for me.”
“She said yes already,” Lucija says almost immediately.
“What?” My body jolted forward as I swallowed an invisible lump in my throat. Did I hear Lucy right? ” She said yes?” “Yes. Althea will stay here, as Patrea doesn’t want her there when you’re around.”
I couldn’t help the smirk that crossed my face as I repeated my words. “She said yes.”
“I want your word, Lucius, that you will not create havoc there. And that you will do your best to behave.”
“Did I ever not behave while I was here?”
“You have nothing to be upset about in here.” “What do you mean? Something will upset me there? Like what? People meddling in my affairs? Females staring at me? I’m used to that.”
“Maybe the other way around. Males checking out Patrea…” Stone added, and I saw the evil smirk he threw at me.
I was certain this man was born in the wrong body and deserved a throne in hell. O
“No way,” I said as I shook my head.
“What do you mean, no way? Do you think no one fancies Patrea?” Lucy asked, a teasing smile curling on her lips.
“Is there something I should know?”
“I just want to prepare you. Patrea has a hot neighbor.” She added.
I was about to say something when Stone growled. His eyes dilated before he closed them when Lucy’s hand began ma*s*saging his hair.
“That’s according to Althea. And she believes he is constantly keeping an eye on Patrea.”
“I’m not threatened. I’m just there for the contract. She can do whatever she wants with her life. If you expect me to be growly and possessive like Stone, it’ s not going to happen. I f*uc*k and I will leave. Easy. Done.”
“So why go through the ha*s*sle of three weeks when you can just let her submit to you for one night?” Stone asked, his mouth twitching into a smirk.
“I’m trying to be considerate here because my f*uc*ked-up father damaged Patrea. I’ll try to help her get over it.”
“A demon psychiatrist. Impressive.” He chuckled. “Shut up.”
Stone laughed, and I wanted to leave them, but I had more questions, so I ignored him and focused my attention on Lucija, who was now sitting on his lap.
“Did she say when I could go? Or should I ask her?” “I talked with her this morning, and she said you can move in anytime, but to let her know at least a day ahead.”
“Then tell her I’m coming tomorrow.”
“You’re driving there tomorrow.”
“Driving? No f*uc*king way.”
“Kingston will drive you there and take Althea here. No buts, no ifs. You can’t just pop out there like a hidden boyfriend. People need to see you actually go through the door.”
“The f*uc*k they care if I go through the door or the window, or the f*uc*king chimney.”
“Let’s do it the human way, Lucius. You agree to live with Patrea, then you need to do it her way.”
I grunted, and leaned my back on the couch, sliding my @sslower in a lazy position. “And if I say no?” “Spend three weeks alone in the underworld then.” Stone butted in.
“Why are you both meddling with us anyway?” I snapped at them.
Instead of being offended, Lucija laughed heartily. She looked like she was enjoying this.
“Think whatever you want, King Lucius, but once you’re here, the females get to decide. Okay? Now let’s get you ready…”
“Ready for what?”
“Wardrobes, shoes, personal hygiene, and maybe we should cut your hair. Just trim it a bit.”
“Don’t you touch my hair.” I hissed at her.
Everything I objected to just f*uc*king happened.
Lucija changed my hair into a short one, and I was now seated in Kingston’s car. I teleported us thirty minutes away from Patrea’s house so I wouldn’t have to sit for a f*uc*king four hours to get there, but if it were my way, I would just let us appear on their driveway.
Lucija also prepared luggage for me. I didn’t have an idea what was inside, but at least she didn’t push me to pack them myself because I knew at the end of the day I would still be using my power to put clothes on me.
I just let my sister push me around and make all the decisions, as I just wanted to get the hell out of their packhouse and meet Patrea. If there was one thing I was looking forward to, it was that Althea would not be around. I didn’t need to watch myself around her, as Patrea seemed to have accepted me the way I am.
And yes, I wanted the witch for myself.
So after I had left instructions to my right-hand demon, Dorion, I left Kalmerus and sat inside the car with Kingston.
I could still go back and forth in the underworld, but I had instructed Dorion not to call on me for petty things that he could handle.
“We’re here. That house on the left, with a black gate around it, that’s their house.” Kingston pointed with his finger as we slowed until the car came to a complete stop.
They had a barricade around them. Good. No one could just barge in and head for the door without permission.
“Now, when they open the door, we greet them good evening,” Kingston stated and he was trying to stifle his laugh but I didn’t stop mine.
“The f*uc*k. I’m sure Patrea won’t mind if we don’t.” “Do you want to win the girl?” He asked.
I stopped laughing, and I was sure my face turned deadly when I looked at him as he immediately raised his palms. “I’m just saying, females, dig it when you’re a gentleman.”
“I’m not a gentleman. She knows that.”
“Okay, just a piece of advice, but it doesn’t mean you need to do it.”
“Let’s go inside.” I didn’t have to answer him. I was not here to become mushy and bend to whatever Patrea wanted. I just wanted her to trust me that I would not vi*olate her body and allow me to f*uc*k her, and then I would be out here.
Kingston nodded, and I climbed out of the car. The sun was about to set, so it was still light outside, and there were still people passing by.
And the females were gawking at both of us. Not bad.
I opened the back seat, grabbed the duffel bag, and threw it over my shoulder before I followed
Kingston as he entered the gate and went directly to the front door.
My eyes went around the perimeter of their house until I saw the blinds on the window next door. Someone was looking, and if this was the male that Lucija was talking about, then he would be in for a show as the front door was directly in front of his window.
An evil smirk graced my lips as Kingston knocked on the front door while I stood behind him.
After a few minutes, I heard hushed voices and footsteps approaching.
Althea.
Althea opened the door with a wide smile on her face as her gaze shifted between me and Kingston. ” Patrea, they’re here!”
She said it so loudly that I wondered if she wanted the whole neighborhood to know.
“Let them in,” Patrea’s voice came, and I leaned my head to the side so I could see where she was.
She smiled and waved at me, but I could see her hand shaking. She was nervous, and I was f*uc*king sure her heartbeat was as loud as mine. I was just good at silencing mine.
“No, I think we should get going,” Althea stated, still standing by the door as she turned her body around and motioned for Patrea to come over.
“I agreed. It’s a four-hour drive. The earlier we start driving, the earlier we can be home.” Kingston agreed with Althea’s words.
Patrea finally came by the front door, and I couldn’t stop the f*uc*king grin from forming on my lips. She was wearing a simple, fitted white shirt that she tucked into her black jeans, and she let her black hair down.
Just beautiful.
“Good evening…” I greeted her, even before I could stop myself, and I saw Kingston’s head snap in my direction, but he didn’t say a word.
“Good evening, Lucius.” Patrea greeted me back as she leaned on the door frame in front of me, her lips curling into a smile.
I could still feel someone watching from behind me, so I leaned over and pressed a kiss on Patrea’s forehead.
I initially wanted to kiss her and let my long tongue out, but I remembered I had to take it slow. That kiss of a saint on her forehead might be a minor gesture, but the f*uc*ker behind the window should see that as a sign to back off.
Patrea’s body stiffened as her cheeks turned red. If she was upset, I didn’t notice, but she did drop her gaze away from me.
“Oh… kay.” Althea broke the silence and went back inside to grab her luggage. “I think Kingston and I should go, as we are definitely not needed here.” “Right,” Kingston chuckled as he took Althea’s luggage.
“Are you both sure you don’t want to eat dinner here?” Patrea asked them again.
“We’ll grab food along the way,” Althea answered her before she pecked Patrea’s cheeks and grabbed Kingston’s forearm, dragging him along with her as she walked out of the house. “Enjoy!”
My brows raised as my gaze followed them out of the gate and into the car while my hand was rubbing my chin.
It took a while before the car moved and drove
away, but I remained looking at the spot they left. “Do you want to come in or…” Patrea said, and my gaze moved from the gate to the window next door. I saw the blinds move — this time whoever was behind it left the window.
I turned my body around and stepped inside, which was already a familiar place since I’d been watching her from my hologram in every corner of this house.
Patrea closed the door behind us.
This was it. Welcome to human life, Lucius!
I wanted to chuckle at my own thoughts, but I suppressed any emotions from showing on my face. “You have a bag.” Patrea’s voice sounded amazed.
I just nodded and tilted my head to look at her before dropping the duffel bag on the floor.
She was shifting on her feet, her hands on the inside of her jeans pocket, and she had a wide, nervous smile.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Do you want to eat?” she asked back.
“You?” I asked back again.
“No, not me!” She chuckled softly, a red tint creeping on her cheeks, and it made her look innocent. I was not used to seeing her this way. “I mean to say if you want to eat food.11
Wait. Did she think I said I wanted to eat her out?
I smiled and shook my head. “I meant to ask if you wanted to eat. Because if you do, then I will eat.”
“Oh, spirits! I’m sorry! I…” She placed her hands over her face, and if her cheek was red earlier, it was much redder now.
“No harm done. But I will take that offer one of these days.” I told her and walked into the small dining room, giving her time to gather herself and allowing myself to smile broadly as well.
This was f*uc*king new to me. I’d been smiling a little too much.
And the house was too bright — too bright for my liking but maybe we could compromise to dim the lighting a bit.
I pulled the chair and was about to sit when I remembered the way Stone pulled a chair for Lucija, so instead, I waited and motioned for her to come over, which she did without saying anything.
And she sat on the chair I pulled out.
Well, that felt good.
Good thing I could silence the beating of my heart, or she would know her presence and everything she was doing was making my useless heart pound too hard.