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| When she’s the only one to tame his anger… I’m Sarada Voilt, 29, curvy, and a General Warrior Angel, an Earth Angel, coming from a long royal bloodline of such Angels. No, I’m a born human, just like you, just that my blood contains the unique Angel blood. My mission is to slay demons. Demons that are also born humans. But I don’t only slay such type of demons as the worlds are clashing, threatening Earth and plain humans. There’s the pursuit of who will win ownership over Earth and humans: good or evil. My duty is to maintain the balance between worlds and protect plain humans and the world as you know with my life and powers here on Earth. My entire bloodline was murdered three years ago, turning me into a monster, rebel, badass Warrior Angel. I don’t know which Royal Demon family succeeded in slaying down the Voilt bloodline, leaving me as the only survivor and the forced leader, but I do know I won’t die before I’ll revenge my beloved ones and continue being an important protector for my beloved innocent humans such as you. Entering in a VVIP club for the wealthiest, at a fallen Angel’s call for intel on the suspects for my family’s tragedy, I witness an argument between two gorgeous, young, Alpha specimens, and I notice one of them is a Royal Demon. That compels me to interfere, as the other one is ruled by anger against the Demon, and demons use negative emotions to manipulate plain humans to their wants. The one without the Royal Demon aura on him, Sean Davidson, 33, a hot billionaire, turns out to be a big mafia boss worldwide over 62 mafia families, but not only. His energy heals me…. Never have I experienced that…. And I’m healing and shutting down his anger…. The connection between us is undeniable, and he wants me. But I don’t know what’s really happening to me regarding him…. And the Royal Demon he was arguing with is his blood cousin. What am I going to choose? Will I love him and respond to the magnetic pull between us? One thing is for sure…. He won’t give up. Ever. He’s my fate. And I’m his. What importance do we have for each other? I don’t know yet…. But I’m getting addicted to his healing energy from his simple touch on me…. I need that as it seems…. I’M GOING CRAZY FOR ALL THIS TO HAPPEN TO ME! |
| Genres of the book |
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| Billionaire Romance, Curvy Girl Romance, Mafia Romance, Dark Mafia Romance, Possessive Alpha Males, Strong Female Lead, Enemies to Lovers, Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy, Action, Comedy, Suspense, Mystery, Thriller, Angels, Demons, Supernatural, Paranormal Romance, with a HEA. |
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| *This book contains language and mature themes. Suitable for +18 audience because of that. |
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| Billionaire’s Baby Tamer, by Andra-Cristiana Stan, Romania. Copyright © January 2022. All Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. |
Chapter 1 – Clash Of The Rivals
Sarada
I break in a squeal of tires my black Ferrari before Asha Club, a VVIP one for millionaires and above that people. I step down the car with a slam of the door, walking in my badass attitude that is my signature one, throwing the keys to the bouncer to park it for me without looking at him. He catches them to park the damn thing.
Let’s see what the bitch has for me….
Oh, I’m Sarada Voilt, 29, curvy, dressed in all black, like some leather leggings, leather jacket, flat ankle boots with silver chains on the sides, a bit of a loose Tee on my neck, and I’m an Earth Angel. A warrior one.
No, not the type of Earth Angel you guys hear about. I’m a real Angel as in blood Angel, but I’m a born human. I slay fucking demons. As a profession. I’m born on this Earth to restore the balance, and I’m coming from a long, royal bloodline of such Angels. We’re from the General blood type.
My family is the Voilt family. We’re the most feared as we do have superior skills. However, I’m the only one left from that family. Three years ago, we had a massive attack, resulting in…the elimination of my parents and my two elder brothers. Yeah….
No one knows which Demon family has initiated the attack, SUCCEEDING in cutting down our bloodline to only ME, the youngest. I wasn’t in LA when it happened…. I was in Hungary, to rebel against my eldest brother for he wanted me to marry someone I didn’t want to…. Yes, he was the now leader of our family. The strongest…. I regret to my core, till this day, till the rest of my life, for my…decision back then. The pain is immeasurable….
And for the last three years, I had to become active out of the blue, take leadership, and do what my brother and all my family had to do, on my own to some levels. I went through some hardcore training in one year to reach to the level I was required to be. But the Rebel General Angel…. I’m out of the norms, yeah…. Anyways.
I walk through the main entrance with a killer stare in my jade-blue eyes, scratching the back of my head with my right hand through my shoulder-length, wavy, dark honey hair, having my back straight, aiming one of the private rooms upstairs where a fallen Angel, Erica Svartoff, is waiting for me to give me some info on my family’s culprits.
The club is kind of packed, with that semi-darkness atmosphere. People are dancing and bouncing on the ring on a crazy music beat, and while I’m going through some of the people to reach the stairs area, I feel an intense demonic energy surrounding the zone at my right where the wide bar is, lowering my angry footsteps and moving my stare into that direction.
It’s bad, bad, bad energy…. Where? Where is it?
“Get the fuck out of my face, fucker.” Angry emerald eyes, towering, young, built like a God and with a shameless beauty of an Angel, with a rebel but neat dirty blond hair, dressed in a light grey three-piece suit, spats to another similar male specimen through his teeth.
The other one seems same age, dressed in an all-white suit and black shirt, with a short cut, raven-hue hair. Both have a number of men at their back, like bodyguards or such.
The clash between their stares is a fucking massacre. Two bulls ready to collide. Both their men are as ready for a war as their leaders.
“Or what, Sean?” The other spats back with a throw of his chin, making the other one clench his jawline in sign of reaching eruption point.
“Boss? No….” One of the men behind the first one says to him in more of a whisper, to not engage with the other fucker.
However, not a second later, the first one grabs the neck of the second one, and while he’s launching the punch to hit the second one’s face, my eyes google, and my legs have already brought me at their side….
The second one is from a royal demon family! And the fuckers behind him are demons! Jesus! NO!
“CALM DOWN! NOW!” I yell at the first one, pinning him with my stare, having his motherfucking heavy punch caught in my left hand just before the Demon fucker’s face.
God! He’s got such fucking strength this one! Don’t let yourself provoked by the fucker!
My chest is breathing in killings, and his emerald eyes soften into mine, but not understanding what has just happened, as it has been in the flash of a second.
He moves his eyes at his punch in my hand and now at his other hand on the fucker’s neck, who’s kind of blocked over the event. No, I’m not revealing myself in aura for the Demon to see my true self. I can do that for what I am myself, as in royal level and General.
How I’ve seen their true self? Their aura is black and blood colors. And they also possess, like us, specific symbols to entitle them to their rankings. This fucker has one specific to royalty in their markings. A crowned horn is on this one’s aura.
Why have I stopped this other one? If he engages with the Demon he truly is, he can possess him bit by bit. The more anger he releases, the more he’s getting him on his side, to manipulate him to his wants, whatever those wants are.
And by their looks, they’re fucking billionaires. You can imagine what kind of negative manipulation a Demon can instill through one at this other one’s level and affect people’s lives one way or another. The bigger the level a human has in society, the greater the negative, evil impact is.
“Let go of his neck. Now. Come on. Easy and back off.”
He returns his puzzled eyes into mine, like hypnotized, twisting his head, like not understanding my words, but his fist in my hand relaxes. No, I’m not hypnotizing him. That’s the look in his eyes into mine.
He’s breathing his chest out, frowning at me, but he’s letting go of the neck and now retracting his hand from mine.
“Your bitch, cousin? FUCK!”
I turn around with a damaging to his face punch, sending him to the fucking ground, having the other one at my back, as he’s been in a mocking and instigator fucker voice, to further provoke him.
“What the fuck did you say, you fucking prick? Huh? If I didn’t let him punch you, that doesn’t mean I won’t, you lower being. GET THE FUCK UP AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! NOW! OR YOU’LL MEET MY FUCKING WRATH!”
His dark blue eyes raise into confrontation with mine, but when I reveal my aura before him, his eyes widen in bewilderment.
“He’s under my protection with his all men.” I’m speaking through my teeth, looking down at him, with his men not moving to his side as I’m already spreading walls of divine protection on the plain humans behind me, and they can’t cross it.
“If you dare touch even one strand of hair of theirs, you’ll give account before me. I don’t care what blood ties you both have. From this moment on? You don’t dare to approach him or his personal family or his men. Do it and I’ll hunt your ass down in pains.”
“Voilt….” He breathes at me, still baffled to see my identity.
My revengeful stare deepens into his as I lower my face to his head level.
“Yes, fucker. Don’t start a war with me that you won’t be able to handle. All you’ve ever heard about me?” I twist my head with a smirk. “It’s all fucking true. Ha-ha! You piece of shit….” I launch another punch to his face, and this time, his blood has burned him as I’ve used my angel energy along with my fucking punch.
“Fucking Voilt bitch….” He spits blood on the floor while I grin at him, send a murdering look to the fuming stares his men have at me, and turn around at the main sexy fucker, who’s trying to control something in him as his eyes are on the fucker on the floor, yet at my voice he meets my stare with another soft one.
“As for you, don’t ever let yourself provoked by the spitting blood fucker behind me. He knows now not to cross paths with you again or I’ll fucking destroy his ass. Work on your anger management, buddy, and avoid the fucker. He’s no cousin anymore. He’s dead for you. Alright?”
I stroke his left arm, wink at him with a sincere smile, as he’s a good one in general by his aura, and turn around to resume my walk upstairs, leaving them behind, but with some last words for the Demon fucker….
“Mark my words and don’t come near him again. I’ll know, fucker. I fucking hate their guts….” I shake my head taking the stairs, referring to their royal demon guts. Yeah, well….
Yes, between royal sides, there’s a treaty. We don’t fuck each other as long as there aren’t heavy breaks of treaty. I haven’t witnessed something major done by him to kill him. But I have the right to mark people under my protection, and he must obey to the treaty on that, if the person marked by me isn’t having a heavy aura on the dark side. He must back off. Only if the human marked by me does bad things, he’s able to cross the treaty, as that human has made his or her choice on their side by his or her actions. Kind of like that….
If she called me here to sell me crap, I’ll fucking kill her without regrets…. I’m already pissed I’m not allowed to kill the royal fucker. Man!
Chapter 2 – I Feel At Peace With Her Energy
Sean
My stare lingers after the Voilt girl…. The barrel of explosions I was having in me against my vicious cousin went off just like that when her hand caught my punch. And when our stares met…. My frozen heart since birth till present got a bomb of warmth. Her wrathful jade-blue eyes hit me straight to my heart in tickles.
Once I’m out in anger, especially if it’s about my fucking cousin, Dairi Davidson, who’s born on the same date and time as me, as if we’re some twins on that but so different, I can’t stop.
And for her to stop my destruction punch…. No one succeeded to make that happen and in the fraction of a second. I’m some strong, deadly, cruel motherfucker. No one stands before me, just my masochist cousin who always ends up serving as my punching Everlast because of his fucking audacity to provoke me one way or another.
I’m Sean Davidson, 33, billionaire businessman, mafia head over 62 mafia families worldwide, and most feared fucker out there. My cousin is same age as me, as I said, and our dads are blood brothers. He’s forever pissed because I’ve won the leadership over the Davidson family. I’m a fucking number one in my all. He can’t stand that. And yes, our dads are rivals as we are. They also can’t stand each other. It’s an internal family war on that for ages.
I don’t know exactly why my dad and uncle had the war between them in their youth and separated, but the main theme is that my dad got the leadership as I’ve done at my time. Yes, both my cousin and uncle are some dirty scumbags but with a lot of power. Not over me though.
Yet, I always have the feeling there’s more to the war between my dad and uncle that no one wants to tell me about. Something hidden. A family specific thingy that I’m yet to find out after so many fucking years. My cousin knows that specific thingy for sure, but he never reveals it to me, no matter how much I fucking beat the shit out of him. This fucker has so much pain endurance that he doesn’t break in telling me about it.
Oh, I also have an out of the norms pain endurance. Pain enrages me more in a fight. Well, in the past. Now I don’t feel pain anymore. I’m what they say a seasoned one. And I do have some remarkable healing skills without taking anything. I’m kind of unbreakable. And I also don’t get bruises or marks on me from a fight. Not that someone gets the chance to actually hit me though. I’m a fucking destroyer in a fight. You don’t become a big mafia head like I am if you aren’t untouchable on your own.
I’m unable to think, but my eyes are following her back while she’s with angry steps on the stairs, and I address fucking Dairi who’s standing up in groans.
“Do you know her, fucker?”
He snorts into laughter, wiping blood from his lower lip with his thumb, looking at her as well, but my inborn killer and mad stare is on him now, with my heart beating like a lunatic between trashing him and going after her.
“So, you don’t know her, huh? Ha-ha!” He’s laughing with appetite, with his head at his back. “Mmm…. She’s a delicious bad, bad, bad ass that one, cousin. Who thought she’ll make an escape and remain the only one…. Hmmm….” He falls into a thinking trance with his eyes back to the place she’s last been seen, as she’s out of our sight now.
He becomes serious and kind of concerned.
“And the rumors are fucking true…. She put me down in one fucking punch…. Only you can do that to me, cousin. And to take blood out of me…. And to stop your punch in the split of a second…. No one is able to do that before you. That little badass has been upgraded alright. The little fucking princess, the weakling of the family is now…. Hmph.” He’s chewing his lower lip in excitation with a devilish grin and a sparkling blue stare. “Oh…. War, darling. I’ll make sure to finish what was started on you. It became personal now. I’ll….”
I shut his fucking train of verbalized thoughts with a punch, sending him to his sleep down the floor.
“You’ll now rest that fucker brain of yours, motherfucker. Take him out of my club. Don’t let me see any of you in here. Now!” I tell his men who do as ordered in silence while I’m walking with my men after me to the stairs.
No, the crowd hasn’t been let to take notice of what happened in here because both my men and his have surrounded the place, and the music covered the rest. I don’t know how she saw the argument between us and stepped inside to stop me. And that fast.
Whatever the fucker says about upgrade and all that other shit seems true, as it’s not regular for that to happen when it comes to my person or his. We’re two fucking titans. Just that I’m titan number one and he’s number two. He’s under my fucking balls. And for none other than a fucking woman to be able to do that? Ha-ha! I’m hooked and I’m going to find out what and who the tamer of my beast heart and anger is. Oh yes….
She said that I’m under her protection before Dairi. Ha-ha! Well, she’s the one under my protection as he’s now on bad stuff against her. First time in my entire life when I feel the pull to shed my all protection over a woman…. That angel beauty ass has pumped serenity and warmth into my heart. None has accomplished that so far. I’m fucking ice.
“She’s said to be in room 27, bro. They’ve gone after her.” Kart, my right hand, announces me. He’s referring to my men who always know to track people at second who get involved in my business such as now.
Kart is 31, towered and buffed like me, handsome as well, with a pair of brown eyes and brown wavy hair in short rebel locks. All my men are dressed in businessman suits, armed and deadly. But Kart is like a brother to me, knowing my all and acting my all orders.
We know each other since kids, and we’ve trained and fought together. He’s been an orphan, landing in my dad’s house at his mercy, and he took him in and treated him as my younger brother to some degrees, now becoming my main man in all I do and am. He’s loyal, without a mistake. We’re sworn brothers at core. The bond we have is unbreakable, like we’re blood brothers. Yeah, I’m an only child on the side of my family. Dairi has a younger sister, a full bratty bitch. She’s 22.
And yes, he’s the one telling me to not trash Dairi’s ass again. But in official environments he calls me boss, showing respect and submission.
“Find out all about her. Let’s go to my office. I want the footage from that room. She’s mine from this moment on.” We’re on the stairs, going to the third floor where my offices in this club are.
“Yes, bro. I’m still amazed of how she’s shut you down in calmness just like that…. I was afraid you wouldn’t see it’s a woman and punch her instead. Jesus…. It happened that sudden that I couldn’t word a thing to warn you and your instincts or to intervene and prevent it. First being to ever have that strength over you, bro.” He shakes his head with a smirk at me and I smirk back at him.
Yeah…. She’s like downloaded in me now. Without return…. Whenever I think about her or rerun the images with her before me, I have that warming wave of calmness. I feel at peace with her energy. I’m fucking addicted to that feeling…. Hmmm….
With each step I take to my offices, my entire body fills with an explosive energy, and when it reaches to my heart, I become obsessed to want to go to that room she’s in, grab her, and take her to my house.
No, it’s not her physical strength against me that halted my punch. I’m over her in strength. But something about her and her baby eyes pinning me down in backing off, tamed the beast in me to not unleash. When I’m on, not even my own dad can stop me, so that you can understand how unleashed I am once my anger takes over me.
I don’t know what the fuck is happening to me, but the fuck I’m going against or if I’ll let her go out of my life. She entered in a swift in my life, she’ll stay in it forever. Something in me tells me she’s important to me…. She’s not a random person crossing paths with me…. And she’s so damn sexy in her all, with that badass look and stare, and an unmatched beauty. Smoking hot. Mmm….
But she’s an Ice Queen herself. Though her eyes were on fire against mine, mine caged some sort of feelings, unknown to me feelings for her, but hers were iced. No feelings. Just that she was on my side to not have something bad happening to me? Ha-ha! Dairi is a fucking rug under my feet. He can’t do shit to me.
Yet she was serious on it, as if knowing something about Dairi that she considered I don’t know about. And his reaction to her? He’s never like that or to be put to his place by a fucking woman. Ha-ha! Get the fuck out of here. He’s the replica of me at his own level. She’s an important person as it seems, unknown to me, for him to become serious and concerned and not go against her during the altercation.
Yes, he’s someone who does beat women for way less than that…. He’s an evil one in his all. I don’t recall having a woman even slap him but do to him what she’s done, and for him to not react violently. He’s uncontrollable and unpredictable, that fucker. Only I can control him and foresee his reactions at millisecond.
If he turned into his sly persona at her back, he’s somehow threatened by her, recognizing her superiority on something before him. I don’t understand his words about her and the war she has started on her, but I’m bound to find out now that she’s entered in my soul and heart and…not only. Ha-ha!
Oh yes, I’m a crazy motherfucker, but the new crazy me since a while ago is coming out, and even I don’t know how all this between me and her will be. I just know she’s my baby as of now, and that I’ll follow the flow of my hurricane instincts and feelings summoned in me by her without her want….
Yeah…. That’s my woman, huh? Is she the one? I think she is…. Ha-ha! Oh, Sean, you said you’d never fall in love as none deserves you, huh? Well, you’ve lived the day to be proven wrong…. First time in your fucking life when you’re wrong on something…. That yummy baby love…. She’s the one protecting me, huh? Ha-ha! Oh, baby…. Just you wait.
Chapter 3 – YOU Betrayed Them
Sarada
Someone is following my ass, huh? It’s from the people downstairs. But they’re not demons. Eh…. Let them follow my ass. I’ll deal with that later if it’s necessary.
I don’t turn around to see, just walking in my bad omen steps on the long and wide corridor to reach room 27 where that bitch is waiting for me, but I can always sense if someone plain human or demons are following me.
I’ve been considered the one having no powers in my family. Yes, as you hear. I was the weakest and without presenting owning the blood angel substance at the regular level one from my bloodline should have had, at least. I was kind of the baby human in my most powerful General Angels family. Ha-ha! The baby, weakling princess, no threat whatsoever to demons at any level, and the sure target of first to be eliminated in any possible scenario for the demons’ side. Like, the easiest prey under an attack of the type.
My Angel blood got awakened on my 21st birthday, at midnight. However, I kept it hidden from my own family because I wanted a normal life, a full human life. And I had it, till three years ago….
And now? How I am now? Let’s just say that my eldest brother, who was the fear of demons, normal and royal, would now be the baby prince before the bitch I am. I miss him so much…. All of them….
I feel SO GUILTY that I haven’t told them about my awakening for them to be prouder of me that I’m following the bloodline, and that I wasn’t there when it happened…. I always think that maybe, MAYBE, if I was there, I could have changed the outcome, uniting my own powers with theirs.
Yet, I know they’re looking down at me from above, and that they’re proud of what I’ve become during these three years…. I’ve revenged a lot, saved a lot, slaughtered a lot, and I’m continuing their legacy on Earth. The only, badass survivor from our bloodline.
Yes, I’m the only survivor, as both my sisters-in-law with their baby kids have been murdered as well. The attack was to swipe off our entire bloodline once and for all. But no one expected that I wouldn’t show up to my own wedding, right? Yeah….
A total of 700 people got wacked in one day. Including the groom and his family. Not that I had something for that fucker, as yes, he was a fucker, but I can’t say I didn’t feel sorry for his loss and his family as well because of what happened on our presumed wedding day. I have the heart for the people, and it cries when innocent ones get harmed or die. No, he wasn’t an Angel. He was plain human. A millionaire, handsome, fucker. Anyways.
So, do you guys can now understand how pained I am because I rebelled away when that happened? They were all gathered in one place to celebrate the union between me and that fucker in marriage and I ghosted away because I didn’t want to get married, not knowing what was about to happen hours after my departure to Hungary….
I feel that I was selfish, thinking back…. Only if my own ego didn’t stay with me at that time…. I just felt forced to marry someone I didn’t want or like or anything…. But now…. I prefer I married the fucker, and they maybe would still be alive…. Yeah…. I don’t know…. Time can’t be turned back…. It is what it is at the end of the day, and you live with it till the end of your life, right? A continuous bleeding heart for your loved ones….
And yes, I’ve become a monster Angel. I’m bad…. SO bad. Rules? I follow only what’s of utmost importance. The rest? Who gives a fuck, man? Oh? I’m swearing? Give me some slack, guys…. Ha-ha!
I’m an Earth Angel, human, just like you. I’m not above. I live in the real world, just like you. I’ve been a regular human in my all. What I am is just an added layer, or more, to the cake you already are. I just make sure your lives are protected as much as possible, and the world you live in doesn’t get much worse than you already know it.
Room 27. Let’s see the bitch and her intel. Hmmm….
I open the door and it reveals Erica, sipping from a red cocktail, dressed in a red dress hugging her slender figure till almost her knees, with her long legs crossed, and shaking her right foot with her red high heels.
She’s a beauty, yes. She’s a brunette, having her long hair pinned into a fashionable bun, with some rebel locks at the sides of her face, and heavy makeup but the perfect and polished style. She’s 28.
Her fearful green eyes flash at me when she tilts her head at my sight, and she almost chokes with the drink in her mouth, coughing now.
She’s planned something…. She now realizes that maybe she’s made a mistake in setting me up.
I shut the door behind me, smirking at her, and nailing her stare with my bitchy, smiling one.
“Sarada…. I’m sorry. You’ve got such intense energy…. It hit me.” She’s using a napkin to tap her red lips from the spilled drink.
I stroll to the table, without breaking eye connection with her, grab the chair opposite to her, turn it around, and sit on it, crossing my arms, staring at her in a smile.
“It did, huh? Strange…. The royal fucker from downstairs hasn’t felt it like you, bitch. But then again, he didn’t know the real me at first.” I lean my head at my right at her, revealing my black-red Angel eyes.
She swallows her saliva at my Voilt stare, the General Angel scanning her inside out. But she’s having a blocking wall to see through it at first. She’s the bitch of a demon. Royal one. Yeah, like in his woman.
“You know I’m his woman, Sarada.” She confesses before I say anything. Yeah, I knew about that.
I twist my lips and head at her and sigh.
“I don’t give a single fuck on that, honey. Tell me what you’ve called me here for. I have business waiting for me.”
That is about to barge in as all this is a fucking trap, right?
My heart is taking my warrior beats, and my blood burns me down my veins, as demons to slay me are approaching. However, I give her the appearance I have no knowledge about it, playing stupid on that, grabbing a few peanuts from a bowl on the table and sending them to my mouth. I’m so damn calm…. But the bitch will be first to go down. Fucking watch me…. No one fucks with Sarada Voilt.
“They knew you would take off just then. Your brothers. The entire wedding was set to save you. They knew you would run off and you’ll have a chance to live further. The war was timed to happen then because YOU were the main target, Sarada. They ALL sacrificed for you. Because they knew…. They knew your Angel blood was unique and that YOU are wanted, all your life.”
What?
My brows furrow, and my heart is in painful trembles, suffocating me, not understanding her words. My brothers would never put at stake their beloved wives and kids. They would have covered and protected them at least. And mom. And they would have never let so many innocent people die because of demons. My brothers and dad would never act like that. I FUCKING KNOW THEM!
She’s bobbing her head with a smug smile as all this has captured a tear from my eyes. My iceberg interior is melting because of the hot pain consuming me. My chest is in an erratic breathing, and my jawline is contracting at twitching point.
“Yes. You are guilty, Sarada. They did die because of you. ALL OF THEM! Their blood paid for your further life. I hope you’re happy to hear about that. Because you fled away like a fucking weasel…. You didn’t want to marry Alexander. Your choice back then? Gave power to the demons over your family. You withdrew your energy from them, considering they were betraying you to marry you off like that. What you don’t know? Since your birth, Sarada, your family had greater protection veils and strengths through your being. You walking away? Everything dropped. Puff! You killed them. YOU betrayed them. And now?”
She tilts her bitch left brow at me with a vicious smile while at my back some demon fuckers barge inside, quite a number of them, with last shutting the door behind him.
I don’t move, staring into her now green-blood red eyes, specific to demons, crying in my heart a millionth time for my own family, trying to digest her words and put the pieces together from what I know and what she’s just said to me.
A demonic-powered lock on the door is heard. That means the door is sealed for any plain human to enter in here till I get killed.
She chuckles while I’m flanked at my back by some powerful demons in their human form, all males.
“Now, what should have happened back then needs to happen now. YOU should be the one without breath, Sarada. You were the target. A pain in the ass one…. And you’re all alone, with no one to fight beside you. They couldn’t win as a team. You have NO chance to win on your own, bitch. Voilt bloodline must end. Our time has come. Enough of playing and chasing. Kill her! NOW!”
Mom…. Dad…. Victor…. Savagy…. All of you…. I’m guilty, huh? I’ve betrayed you all? I knew it…. My heart is exploding…. I can’t feel my body…. I’m in such…pain…. THEY’VE KILLED YOU ALL BECAUSE OF ME!
Chapter 4 – Don’t You Die On Me!
Sean
I’m in my office watching on the laptop what is being discussed between Sarada and that other bitch, and what my ears are hearing, and my eyes are seeing, is unbelievable. Yes, I’ve seen the switch in my baby’s eyes.
Kart is standing at my left, watching and hearing it as well.
“They knew your Angel blood was unique and that YOU are wanted, all your life.”
Angel blood? Well, she looks like a porcelain-skinned, beautiful, sexy, angel…. She’s affected, so damn affected to hear that about her family. Oh, baby…. Don’t cry….
I’m hearing all that fucking bitch is sprouting, but my eyes are on my baby’s face.
She’s just sitting there, taking the hits to her heart and mind from the words, being between a fury and a crying on silent angel. She’s just blocked, with silent tears down her cheeks, but with a warrior grimace.
My own heart is rebelling to hear that on my baby, not believing what that bitch is saying further to her. I’m sure she’s not guilty for the tragedy of her family. My heart runs in both anger and pain for baby Sarada.
“And now?”
What the fuck is happening?!
I jump on my feet seeing how fuckers get inside the room, all armed, possessing some growling and blood stares at the back of MY BABY!
“They’re attacking her, bro! They want her dead!” Kart is as panicked as I am for her because she’s only one person in there and they are around ten.
My heart is smashing my ribcage to see that.
“And you’re all alone, with no one to fight beside you.”
SHE FUCKING HAS ME, YOU DEMON BITCH! SHE’S NOT ALONE!
“Enough of playing and chasing. Kill her! NOW!”
“She’s dead meat, Sean! And she’s not moving! Like accepting it! That bitch got into her mind she’s guilty for her family’s deaths!” Both Kart and I are rushing to the door to get there and save my baby!
But before I grab the door’s handle to open it, Sarada’s scream halts my movements, making me turn my fearful eyes for her life at the laptop and Kart reaches the laptop to see it.
“YOU FUCKING BITCH!”
I just pray to God, for the first time in my fucking life, to not take her away from me.
I’m hearing smashing of things and like a fight rolling down, and Kart is with his eyes googled and his breath cut.
“I’ll be damn, bro…. The bitch got killed first…. She slayed her with a sword. She’s in fucking pieces. And she’s now fighting the others on her own. It’s a fucking bloodbath….”
I can’t hear it anymore and run out the door to reach there faster.
My men are following me, and Kart is doing the same, yelling at me.
“She’s safe for now! But they’re getting over her! They sure want her dead!”
SHE WON’T DIE! NOT UNDER MY WATCH! JUST KEEP YOURSELF SAFE TILL I REACH THERE, BABY! I’LL FUCKING KILL THEM ALL!
I don’t fucking know when the fuck I reach before the door number 27 and I exhaust my everything to fucking open it, but IT DOESN’T FUCKING OPEN!
From inside there’s screaming, some demonic voices, pained ones in the mix, like a fucking apocalyptical hurricane is in place inside as a fight. I don’t hear her voice in all that ruckus. But my fucking cousin’s voice is approaching at my left.
“Sean! No! Don’t interfere! It’s sealed! No one can open that door till it’s done! LISTEN TO ME!”
I’m hitting the door to open it, but it doesn’t. No fucking door stays closed to the man I fucking am. But this door’s got something locked on it! Like something invisible sealing it!
When he grabs my left shoulder with the intent to halt my actions, I punch him to the floor in outrage.
“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME, FUCKER! I’LL FUCKING OPEN IT!”
However, I see he’s not in his usual evil self. He’s honest with what he’s saying, and like my real cousin, well-intended towards me, and not the usual rival. Like we’re on the same side.
He’s standing up while I resume kicking with my all the fucking door, as I’ve tried with bullets as well, but nothing happens to open the fucking door!
“Fucking shit, cousin…. I’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH! IT’S SEALED BY A POWERFUL ROYAL! IF YOU’RE NOT IN THE SAME ROYAL FAMILY WITH HIM, YOU CAN’T INTERFERE ON HIS SEAL! IT’S BETWEEN HIM AND HER! NO ONE CAN CROSS THAT TILL ONE SIDE FROM INSIDE STANDS LAST! IT’S EITHER ANGEL OR DEMON! IT’S THEIR FIGHT NOW!”
I GIVE A SHIT ON ANGELS AND DEMONS, FUCKER! THAT’S MY WOMAN IN THERE! NO MATTER WHAT SHE FUCKING IS! I CAN’T HAVE HER DEAD!
“SEAN! STOP IT! YOU’LL ENRAGE THE FUCKING ROYAL ASKING HER DEATH! YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT’S HAPPENING! YOU DON’T KNOW THE RULES! HAVE FAITH IN MY WORDS AS I’M NOT LYING TO YOU! NOT NOW! I DO CARE FOR YOU! DON’T HAVE THAT ON YOU! They are from the fucking ancient bloodline of royal demons, brother! If she can’t….”
He stops speaking, lowering his eyes on the floor, affected now for both me and her. No, he’s not playing. I know his fucker ass.
“IF SHE CAN’T WHAT?! TELL ME!”
Something has bumped the door, like a heavy male body, and the fight is still ongoing in there to my erupting brains and heart!
He tilts his sad blue eyes into my bull ones as I’m out of my damn mind.
“If she can’t win over them, she’s dead. They’re the most powerful. And the ones fighting inside against her are their best because she’s no ordinary one in her bloodline. I knew her brother Victor…. We were in a treaty agreement, going along as friends at some point. What I said downstairs with the war on her, I was just saying it. I wouldn’t take a war with her. I fucking like her ass. She’s powerful, but they are powerful as well. I don’t know in this case to tell you the real outcome. They slaughtered her entire family. And the fuck you can do that to the Voilts. Just calm down and wait for whatever outcome. We’re not allowed to interfere. The war is between their sides, and no one, even a powerful Royal Demon family like you and me can’t do it.”
We’re what?! Royal Demon family?! ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?! But…. No matter how unbelievable it fucking sounds, some things connect from what I’ve heard and seen on the laptop, and if I am to think of the past….
I rest my baffled stare into his apologetical one he has never told me.
“Yes, Sean. Now you know. And you’re the head of that Royal Demon family. But you’re the hybrid one as your dad. Angel-Demon Royal head. That’s why she hasn’t seen your aura to know. Because you act on the Angel side more than on the Demon side. You use your Demon powers for the Angel side in all that you do. I’m…full Demon. And yes….”
He’s moving his stare on the door, bobbing his head, chewing from his left cheek with a sigh.
“I believe she’s your match, brother. Only under your own match you would stop like that and go as crazy as you are right now for her after just meeting her. Like your mom has been to your dad. You’re destined to be together. But I don’t think she knows about all this…. She’s been kept away from things because her Angel hasn’t come out till her adult age. Shit…. They’ve summoned more against her….” He’s shutting his eyes and now he reveals his full blood eyes before me.
“Summoned what?!”
“There are…forty-four new demons in that room.” He’s like seeing something, though he’s with his eyes into mine, and I’m breathing like a pained creature from FUCKING HELL TO KNOW NOTHING OF MY BABY IN THERE!
“TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE, DAIRI!”
I’m again kicking the fucking door while he’s telling me what he’s seeing with his men at his back, and Kart is taking his phone out to connect to the inside cameras and see what’s going on in there. I need to fucking know…. I want her out of there under my protection…. I’m fucking crying inside…. Never had this in my entire fucking life….
“The cameras are off, bro. They can’t connect anymore.” Kart is cursing at my back.
“She’s harmed, but she’s still fighting them. She’s not in her vital parts affected. But they’ve cut her with their swords on skin, poisoning her with their demon blood.”
WHAT?! MY BABY!
“Their demon blood is slowing her down a tad, but she’s not going down. She’s just decapitated another one. YOU GO, BABY! Ha-ha! UH! She’s so damn sexy in the fight! Victor would be so damn proud of you, darling!”
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY BABY?! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!
I refrain from trashing his ass out because I need him to tell me what’s in there, but he’s got it coming!
“The weakling princess! Take that, motherfuckers! She’s been the hidden heir, fuckers! MUHAHAHA!”
THIS FUCKER IS HAVING FUN WATCHING IT LIKE SEEING A MOVIE OR SOMETHING AND NOT MY OWN BABY IN THERE! I’LL SLAUGHTER HIS FUCKING ASS!
“Five down, baby! You rock, love! God damn! She’s amazing! Whoa! WATCH OUT! Shit…. That was close…. I can’t fucking believe this, cousin…. She’s like…. Man…. She’s with such speed…. And she’s…. Mmm…. To be like this in fucking three years? She’s the hidden heir for sure…. It wasn’t random for her to…. Yeah….”
IT WASN’T RANDOM FOR HER TO WHAT?!
“Calm down, cousin. I don’t have time to explain on things right now. Yes, I can hear your thoughts when you command me something. You’re fucking King over me…. A fucking pain in the fucking ass King, but anyways….” He’s with his eyes in irritation at me for that last line.
I’m bull staring and breathing at him, ready to jump on him and kill him like my baby is killing in there. But I’m holding my horses for now…. I still need him alive as he’s my only connection to my baby.
Inside the room there’s the same sound as before, swords clashing, different objects smashing, the occasional bump on the door, but no shooting has been heard so far. And yes, same groans and male screams in a double, demonic voice at some point. There’s no speech, just a deadly fight. I’ve heard no sound from her mouth till now. I’M GOING FUCKING CRAZY!
“She’s burning them good…. Oh! That was…. Whoa…. She pulled the hearts out of two of them at the same time…. She’s now grabbing the sword back…. Three are attacking her…. She’s rolling their heads down as we speak…. The fuckers are using the demon poison in her blood to drain her energy out…. Motherfuckers…. But she’s stunning to fight them all like that. Only Victor was able to handle that many…. However, these ones are more powerful than the ones sent three years ago. SARADA! NO! FUCKING SHIT!”
Whatever happened to my baby, he’s now kicking the fucking door along with me to get inside, not giving a fuck on whatever royal demon rules are there. My fucking cousin seems to have feelings for her after all….
“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?! I HEARD NO SCREAM FROM HER!”
“SHE WAS STABBED IN THE BACK BY ONE OF THEM! I DON’T FUCKING KNOW HOW SHE CAN FUCKING HANDLE TO NOT SCREAM FROM THAT! IT’S NOT A FUCKING REGULAR SWORD! IT’S DEMON SWORD! FUCK! I SAID WE CAN’T BREAK IT! IT’S FUCKING SEALED ON THEIR SIDE! WE’RE NOT ALLOWED TO INTERFERE IN THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS WITH HER! IT’S THE FUCKING TREATY FROM SIDES! SARADA! DON’T YOU FUCKING DIE! DO YOU HEAR ME?! YOU’RE THE LAST OF YOUR KIND! FUCKING DESTROY THEM! IT’S IN YOU TO DO IT! GET THE FUCK UP AND KILL THEM! NOW! YOUR FAMILY’S ENERGY IS IN YOU SINCE THEY DIED! GET THEIR STRENGHT AND KILL THE FUCKERS! COME ON! WE CAN’T BREAK THE FUCKING DOOR TO GET IN, SARADA! IT’S NOT FROM OUR DEMON FAMILY! VICTOR WOULD COMMAND YOU TO GET YOUR ASS UP AND MAKE HIM PROUD OF YOU! DON’T FUCKING DISSAPOINT HIM! SARADA! NO!”
My heart is banging my throat for her life…. I want my baby…. I can’t….
God…. FUCKING BREAK ALREADY! DON’T YOU DIE ON ME! BABY!
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Yep! I “twerked” on it and voila! Muhahaha! Glad you love it, baby! It seems the old, standard version I had wasn’t correlating the members with the comments section to be able to post. It appeared as “non-member, log in to comment” though I’m the fucking admin! Ha-ha! Oh…. And it was taking the comment as anonymous…. So, I changed the entire thingy with a new one, coming up with awesome features as you’re seeing. I love it as well! Eh…. We always need to come up with solutions to any obstacles we face. A tornado of nerves and cursing, then boom! Voila the solution! Ha-ha! Oh…. I wonder how I’m still sane after this past week facing so many technical madness…. But I prevailed…. Ha-ha! Love ya! Kisses! (I’m on the laptop and it doesn’t take in emoticons as it seems…. Oh man….) Anyways. Hug!
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