Devil's Prison

Chapter # 2

"What?" She blinked, glancing over her shoulder to collide with his intent ones.

The intensity of his aura was so deep that it could stare directly into her soul.

"Leave it for now." He hummed on her neck, moving his hand to her shoulder and bringing it down as she shivered by the contact.

"It is my honor to be personally desired by you, Sir." She murmured, a smile growing shy, averting her gaze away.

The fact Alphose Jude wanted her was worth praising itself and moreover killed a guy who dared to touch her.

It boasts her chest in pride.

"Do you know my name?" He asked, turning her to face him, fingers latched around her chin.

“No..” Staring directly into her, his hands were perfectly holding her chin, not parting his eyes from her glimmering eyes.

"I only know the name the world knows." She replied timidly, breaths growing loud.

His crushing presence deprived her energy. The fact he is before her was stealing her ability to react.

I can’t believe he is truly before me. She thought.

She knows one wrong deed could make this night her last but she was unaware of their lost bond.

"You have exquisite eyes." He whispered, bringing her face dangerously closer.

Their hearts picked pace by the proximity, smirking at her reactions.

So he is the Red Beast. He is exactly how his name suggests.

She thought, lowering her eyes slowly but he lifted her chin to not break the link burning between them.

“Ah, Dear. Don’t break eye contact.” He whispered, moving his thumb over her lips slowly, locking eyes.

“Yes…” She swallowed, inhaling sharply with rapid and stressful breaths by the perception of his upcoming actions.

He noticed her mien and smirked devilishly, pleased at her display of weakness.

“Good.” Whispering seductively, his hand moved to her waist, feeling the trembles surging through her body by his grip.

His other hand moved from her chin to her neck, leading upward to her soft locks, twirling them around his fingers to hold her face to confront his.

“You know why are you here?” He asked temptingly, pressing their lower bodies together.

She mewled to find him sharing his warmth with hers, driving her senseless by his slow but profound actions.

Moving her hand to his chest, she closed her eyes, moaning under his mere touch.

“Ah, eyes on me.” He reminded, letting out a suppressed laugh, licking his lips seductively.

Her heart skipped a beat, losing her breath, clutching his shirt between her fingers.

“I apologize, Sir. I won’t do it again.” She said, afraid it might not infuriate him. She felt intimidated by his presence, weak to her knees.

How could he do this to me in a second?

“Hmm.” Humming on her neck, he implanted a soft kiss there.

Moving upward slowly, indulging in her reactions, the soft voice escaping her lips were driving him insane.

“I want to bind you to my domain.” He whispered huskily in her ears.

Her breath hitched in utter disbelief, the way he expressed his desire, she knew he was capable of doing it and it made her heart race.

“What?” She asked, eyes widened.

Ah, so beautiful. He thought, loving her reaction. The wide eyes of astonishment were aesthetic for him.

“Me? Am I even worthy to be needed for more than one night by Mr Red?” She asked breathlessly, pulling his shirt.

She was shaking slightly by dismal, not knowing how to react with this.

“That is exactly why.” He hummed, biting her earlobe, turning his grip on her waist rigid.

She gulped, barely resisting the density of his touch sewed to her skin. His hand moved slowly back to the side of her neck, holding it slightly.

“I.. don’t understand.” Her eyes narrowed in bewilderment, by his abrupt demand.

“I know.” He chuckled.

The soft sound of his laugh directly into her ear amplified her fluttering abnormally to lose her mind by his enticement.

He was intoxicating her mind by his actions and she tried to control it but failed.

“You are unaware of your worth, Aurora.” He whispered, pulling his head back and back to the unbreakable link of eyes between them.

“How do you know my real name?” She gasped in disbelief, she tried to move back but was trapped in his arms.

He simply smirked at her startled reaction.

“No one knows it… I left this name five years ago.”

Her loud and shallow breaths filled the absence of sounds and impotent to bear it anymore, she broke the contact.

“How can I ever forget it? You are my Blue after all.” He laughed a little, slow, threatening.

The wickedness of his predatory gaze frightened her, to be known by a man of his caliber was no joke.

“Please. Let me go… I don’t know how you know me but please spare me.” She wanted to pull away from him but was caged in his trap already.

The immediate thought of her mind was death and all she could do is to plead for breaths but only if it’s what she thinks.

“Don’t worry, I won’t harm you.” He whispered, caressing her face slightly, hushing softly to soothe her vexation.

“Then…?” She asked timidly.

“You might have forgotten me but I could never do it, Aurora.” He breathed out, rubbing circles with his thumb over her cheek.

Immersing in the power of her eyes, he least wanted to see her terror or repulsion toward him or his touch.

Besides, he could never fathom hurting her… for now.

“What..?” She paused for a moment, furrowing her brow in perturbation.

She had no idea what connection could exist between them. Their worlds were miles apart but how could he know a commoner like her?

“I.. Sir, I-” But-

So, it was true. She gulped, tightening her grip, preparing herself for his next words.

“Do you remember the Sunshine orphanage? The promise we made to find each other no matter what? You were Blue and I was Red.” He asked softly, cupping her cheek with both of his hands.

Her eyes widened in appall, gasping loudly. “Alphonse?!”

She blinked not believing it was him, the man before her was her promise, her childhood beloved.

“Yes. It’s me.” He nodded and without a second thought, she jumped into his arms, beaming loudly.

“I can’t believe it’s you. I never thought I would see you again. I am so happy!” She grinned, holding him tightly, looking up at him with felicity shimmering in her eyes.

“Me too.” He whispered, kissing her forehead.

“Look, I found you.” He said, pulling away from her.

“Only if I had known you changed your name.” He hummed.

Running his hand in the hair, stroking her gently as if force would break his porcelain doll.

“I think it’s a deception of my eyes. You, my Alphonse. Impossible.” She chuckled, resting her head on his chest.

“But now I am here to take you away from all this.” He said, taking her hand in his, loving the sensation of it, of serenity rushing into his vein.

“You will?” She asked vaguely and he nodded.

“You don’t deserve this, this filthy place is not for you.” He said, kissing the back of her palm. This sight he died to melt into was finally in his grasp.

“You should be the peak of my gaze and not at some stupid club.”

“Are you here to take me away?” She asked innocently and after their confrontation, after a painfully long time, he smiled gently.

A radiantly balmy one to provide lull to the greatest storms, a rare sight but it existed for her, he waited to smile for her.

“Yes. I will take you away from all the pain, from everything.” He nodded with a pure smile.

“A place where you and I will exist. Will you come with me?” He asked gallantly, knowing her response already.

“Yes. I will.” She replied without thinking twice.

“Good…” He said huskily, not leaving her hand as it just as mesmerizing as it was in old days, leading her out with an enunciation,

“Welcome to my world.”