This isn't your typical paranormal/fantasy demon based romance...
In this world there is a thin line between a God and a demon. In fact, Lucifer himself recruited seven former Greek Gods as his own Dominion. Each leading a Dominion over each of t...
A/N: Just a couple things before we get into the story. First of all, I want to apologize regarding the last chapter. I hated having Everleigh slap him like that, but it made so much sense with the actions he took just to prove something. So, I hope I am forgiven for that.
Secondly, as of right now this story has 211 votes. I don't know if it will happen over the weekend or not, but just know that I am ready to post the next chapter in celebration whenever I hit 250 votes.
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Posted 9/17/21
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I clench my teeth tightly together as I rush upstairs and away from the shitshow I left downstairs behind me. Damn him! Damn him for cornering me like that with such a selfish stunt! What if I hadn't been able to heal it!?!?!
He would have healed it himself. I answer myself, and then the anger starts to retreat from my body. Was I wrong for reacting the way I did? Should I have just meekly did as he asked and thanked him for the lesson?
Fuck no! That's not me. I don't like seeing the people I care about get hurt!
"Fuck." I let myself crumble to the floor, beside my bed, as I realize what that means. I care about him. Despite his fucked emotions that have me experiencing my own sense of emotional whiplash. One minute he doesn't seem to want to have anything to do with me, and the next he is flirting with me just as strongly as he was the night we met in the club.
I know we have only been together for a few days now, but it feels like I have known each of them forever. Not in the sense that I know everything that makes them tick, their hobbies, or what makes them simply unable to do anything but smile. No, somehow it's as if I almost know each of them on a deeper level; in a way that isn't based on logic, but on something more primal. Before I can get lost in my own head evaluating what that actually means, defining it further, a knock on the door interrupts my thoughts.
"Come in." I call without really thinking through my options first. I don't know if I am surprised it's Namjoon that walks in or not. Hell, I hadn't even considered who it might be on the opposite side of the door until he was already opening it and coming in.
"I'm sorry about Hoseok's actions down there. If it's any consolation I chewed him out for it." He offers me a somewhat sheepish smile, which doesn't seem to completely suit the leader's face.
I feel like he is giving me that softer expression because he has more news to deliver me, and he isn't sure how well I am going to receive it. "I don't know what I am more mad about. The fact that he did it, or the fact that it upset me like it did." I let out a long sigh before I admit the part of it that has me truly perplexed. "I really don't know why it upset me so much."
