A True Lifestory: Part 2 A Demon’s Obsession

Chapter 7 Captured

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“Wow! I have never been to such a big city before.” Bella blurred out in wonder, as she looked around.

They arrived in the city. They believed Stella was in, but they didn’t know what kind of dangers there could be lurking, so they just walked around, observing their surroundings, or everyone except Bella, who didn’t seem to have the same cautiousness as the rest.

“We probably should keep a low profile, you know.. Try not to draw any unnecessary attention to ourselves.” Kyan suggested, mostly aiming for Bella.

“Of course, you’re right.. I’ll just take one picture..” Bella stated as she took out her phone.

“Bella!” They all called out at the same time, as they sent her some accusing glares.

“Okay, okay.. You don’t have to be so rude about it.” She whined, as she put her phone back in her pocket, but then two men came and grabbed hold of them.

But they quickly realized it was someone familiar.

“What the hell are you all doing here!” Landon scolded as he and Peter pulled them in to a nearby alley.

“Are you four, trying to get yourself killed?” Peter added, as they both looked at them seriously.

“We just wanted to help get Stella back.” Jaze replied, as he nervously eyed the other, who nodded.

“What stupid thing made you believe that would be a good idea?” Landon scolded lowly, as he looked at all of them.

“It’s been four days, and they weren’t doing anything about it, so we had to do something!” Nathan defended.

“Don’t you think your parents have already thought about the things you probably have done to be here? They did the first day, and asked me to keep an eye on things, ‘cause I am able to blend in.. This city is overrun with demons, you kids have no idea what you’re getting yourself into – they will definitely see you coming!” He hissed angrily.

“We just thought that..” Bella started to explain, but he cut in, giving her no chance to finish.

“Well, you thought wrong!” Landon growled.

“Did you kids really think that you could just smooth-talk yourselves out of this? — these demons won’t care what reason you have to be here!” Peter added. Landon nodded in agreement, as they all stared at the ground.

“Now you need to go home, before anyone gets you under their radar..” He spoke, but then they were surrounded by several demons, who pulled their guns on them. “Well.. Unfortunately, for you.. We already did.” A man with a cigarette in his hand stated with a smirk.

[Stella’s POV]

As the hours passed by and Shax had come by with lunch, it was getting clear to me how mad Armaros must have been. After a couple of hours, my anger had subsided, and I started to realize that I probably had overstepped.

I already knew he likely hadn’t had a great relationship with his father, after how he was treated as a child, and to use it against him probably wasn’t my best attempt to appease him in this matter.

At the same time, I made a deal with Armaros, and that meant I needed to be nice, so even if I wanted to or not, I knew I would have to apologize for what I had said.

When the time passed 09.00 pm, I figured he probably wouldn’t show up, so I decided just to lay myself on the bed and sleep. And that’s what I did, until I suddenly felt someone shake my shoulder.

“Stella, wake up.” I heard Armaros' calm voice. As I opened my eyes, I realized to my horror, that I was lying half on top of him, as he had his arm around me, and he was only wearing his boxers and nothing else.

My eyes widened, as I tried to move away, but he didn’t let go of me.

“Don’t move.” He demanded, so I stopped fighting him and just laid still.

“I apologize for waking you up, but I needed to talk to you.” Armaros stated, as I felt how, he started to draw circles on my back with his fingers. It was oddly relaxing, and I really had to fight myself not to give in to it.

“That’s okay, I was actually waiting for you to show up, ‘cause I also needed to talk to you..” I replied lowly, as I against my better judgment, actually started to enjoy it a little, even his smell had this calming effect on me.

“I would’ve waited until tomorrow, but you kinda woke me, when you placed yourself on me.. But anyway..” he started off with a small chuckle, before he continued.

“I might have been slightly unreasonable.. You should have the right to ask questions, but I don’t appreciate it when you try to manipulate me.” He spoke, making me feel quite embarrassed.

“I understand, and I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” I retorted in a low voice, as he moved a little, so he could look me in the eyes.

“No, you shouldn’t, but I’m willing to forgive you.. If.. You give me a kiss, and in return, I will answer three questions you might have.” He stated.

“Are you serious, right now?” I asked him in disbelief, as he had an unreadable look on his face.

“Oh, I’m very serious.. It’s either that or the bet is off, ‘cause you went against the rules.” He clarified, making me sigh in defeat.

“Okay, but I’ll only give you one kiss.” I specified, as I pulled myself up and moved closer to him and placed a kiss on his lips, making him frown.

“What the hell was that?” He asked, as I looked at him confused.

“A kiss?” I replied, not sure what he was referring to, but then he suddenly smiled with some realization.

“Was I your first real kiss?” He asked, as I felt my face getting warm.

“N-no!” I blurred out, but as his smile widened, it quickly got clear to me that I wasn’t fooling anyone.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed about that, I like the thought of you being untouched by others..” He replied as he pulled me closer.

“So I’ll help you..” He added, as his lips touched mine once again, but this time compared to the first time he kissed me, he moved slowly, so I could follow his movement.

As his lips parted a little and I felt his tongue glide over my lips, I hesitantly parted my own, and gave him access.

It was a weird feeling at first, but soon it started to create heatwaves through my whole body, as his hands started to invade my space.

I knew I was starting to lose control of it, but it was like I was getting high by the feeling and his touch.

[Earlier]

“I think you were too hard on her,” Shax suddenly stated as Stella had stormed off.

“So now I’m the one in the wrong here!” Armaros growled.

“She just misses her family, you can’t blame her for that.” He argued.

“She’s just trying to connect with you emotionally, make you see it from her standpoint..” He explained, but it didn’t make him feel better. Actually, it rather had the opposite effect.

“So she was manipulating me to feel bad!” Armaros stated, as the anger was starting to build up inside of him.

“Sort of but..” He started, but Armaros immediately cut in.

“Then she has already broken our agreement, which means the deal is off..” Armaros snapped, as he was rising from his seat.

“I should go up there, and tell her right now!” He growled, as he stomped towards the door.

“You could do that, but she will end up resenting you for it..” Shax spoke, as Armaros halted in his tracks, that was definitely not what he wanted to happen.

“Then what should I do?” He asked as he turned towards Shax.

“You could give her time alone, let her think, and then I’m sure she will come around.” He responded.

“But then I will look soft and weak,” Armaros stated with a frown.

“No, she will see it as.. Overbearing..” Shax started.

“.. And that’s a quality that girls appreciate.” Shax added, as he gave him a nod.

Shax was the only one that Armaros truly trusted to be around Stella.

Maybe one of the reasons was that Shax was gay, and another reason was, that he was pretty neutral when it came to werewolves. He at least never intervened when there were conflicts with them, unless Armaros had given him a direct order to do so.

Armaros used the rest of the day to try to calm down his anger and get some work done, but it was easier said than done.

When he, later that night, headed for the room, he was still pretty angry with Stella, and he wanted to tell her that, but as he stepped in to the room, and saw her sleeping on the bed, it was like all the anger subsided like snow in the sun, so he decided he would wait.

He undressed and placed his clothes on a chair, before he headed to the bathroom, where he took a bath and brushed his teeth.

Then he found some clean boxers, before he placed himself on the bed next to Stella, placing a cover over her, before he lied down. But just as he was about to fall asleep, she suddenly started to move.

He could feel how she snuggled herself into his side, so he turned around, and he thought he saw a smile on her lips, but he wasn’t sure if he had just imagined it.

[..]

Nathan, Bella, Kyan and Jaze were forced into a cell as a group of four demons was pulling Landon and Peter with them.

“They are just kids!” Landon yelled at them, as he tried to get free from their hold, but it didn’t work.

“Shut up, you can answer for yourself when the boss comes tomorrow.” One of them snarled.

“No! Please, it’s all just one big misunderstanding, we can explain everything! Please, just.. Don’t do this!” Bella begged, as she took hold of the bars and pulled at them. But they didn’t seem to care and just continued to pull both Peter and Landon out of there.

“Then why don’t you explain it to me? I’ll gladly listen to that pretty mouth of yours.” Another one of the demons replied as he suddenly grabbed a hold on her through the bars. She looked at him terrified, as he pulled her closer to him, so she was only a few inches from him.

“Let go of her, you creep!” Jaze yelled, as him and Kyan pulled her free of his grasp, but the demon just started laughing.

“Did you hear that, Morax! The puppies think they are tough.” He spoke in a mocking tone, the demon Morax, then started to laugh too.

“Well, you know what they say about dogs, Dagon, they have to learn from their mistakes..” He stated, as he raised from his seat and walked up in front of the cell, and then took out his gun.

“Or maybe they just need to be put down.” He spoke, as he pointed the gun towards them, as Bella started crying, while Kyan hugged her.

“What the fück are you two idiots doing?” Another one yelled, as he stepped down the stairs, clearly looking píssed.

“Oh, come on, Baal, we were just having a little fun.” Morax spoke as he pulled his gun away.

“You know how Armaros gets when you're doing shít he hasn’t asked you to, so keep your hands off them, and do your fücking job.” Baal growled, as he glared at them, before he walked out again.

“Baal is a fücking snitch!” Morax growled as Dagon agreed with him, while they both sat down and lit a couple of cigarettes, before they started talking about something else.

“I’m so sorry, guys, this is all my fault. I should never have made any of you come here. I thought we could solve this, but I was wrong.” Bella continued through hiccups.

“It doesn’t matter now, and all of us agreed to do this, so we are all to blame for this.” Jaze sighed.

[Stella’s POV]

His one hand moved up under my shirt, as he never ended the kiss. I wanted to stop, but at the same time I didn’t. I felt I was in constant battle against my own body, a battle that I surely was starting to lose.

He then moved his other hand up under my skirt, letting his fingers glide over my panties, as I felt him smirk against my lips, while I felt the undeniable betrayal of my own body. But then he pulled away as he looked at me, looking pretty satisfied with himself.

I was panting for air as I probably was all red in my head from a mix of embarrassment and the lack of oxygen.

“I know you want this, but it doesn’t seem fair to go that far.. At least not yet.” Armaros stated, as he leaned down and placed a kiss on my thigh, before he moved closer to my face and placed a hand on my cheek.

Could he possibly be more complacent?

“.. Because I wanna hear the words from these delicious lips of yours and not just from your body..” he added, as he let his thumb glide over my bottom lip.

“Now.. Take off your clothes, so we can get some sleep..” He spoke, as he took off his t-shirt, there was hanging on a chair next to the bed, and tossed it to me.

“You can sleep in this one.” He spoke, as he laid down on his side. His head was resting on his hand, while he stared at me, as if he was waiting for me to change.