Hell's Consort

Chapter 609 - Promise Me You Wouldn't Kill Me

Newest Chapter For Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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The soothing sensation of petting her husband's chest with her palms was similar to the way she would pet a cat with the texture of velvet fur.

She did this to relieve her stress from all that occurred these last few days, and Luna thought she deserved this moment to relax.

"Explain to me what happened at the Pleasure Room with Ravin in complete detail."

It was like a sudden punch in the gut which threatened to push the air out of her lungs.

Taken aback by Apollyon's sudden demand, her hand paused on top of where his beating heart was and remained there.

Her entire muscles were stiff as she held her breath.

Nothing in her moved except her eyes ricocheting from left to right as she thought about what to tell Apollyon that night on the Pleasure Room with Ravin.

Should she tell him the truth or the half-truth?

Those were her real options because she promised that she wouldn't lie to Apollyon ever again.

Well, she could manipulate things in her favor, answering his question with a question, but he might be quick to figure that out and would become even more suspicious.

She shook her head lightly as it rested in Apollyon's warm bicep.

He would never let this go if he wasn't satisfied with her response.

Her secrets were like the proverbial 'bone' to his 'hell hound' senses.

If she truly respected her husband, Luna wouldn't bullshit her way out of this as she did at their royal suite during the evocation ritual.

If her husband thought to ask the questions twice and wouldn't let it go until she told him everything, her excuse from earlier wouldn't work anymore.

"Hmm." It sounded like the low groan Apollyon makes when he becomes aroused, which made her even more aroused. "Your reaction just now is very suspicious, if I might say so."

Oh, goddess!

That tantalizing deep baritone that sent warm tingles on her ear as he whispered was her downfall that she couldn't even keep her face blank.

How could he make her anxious about telling him the truth to sending butterflies in her stomach? Her entire mind shut down for a second before it started again when he prompted, "Are you hiding secrets from me again?"

As her slender fingers curled into a fist, Luna realized that she couldn't ignore her husband forever.

"Did you forgot to tell me that you fucked Ravin because you don't want to anger me anymore after what happened between you and Luxen?" Luna's heart stopped momentarily when she heard that from Apollyon himself.

"Both of us knew that a chamber called a 'Pleasure Room' would not be used for worshiping rituals unless we are talking about a different kind of worship here." He droned on as sarcasm held him in its grip that she could see the smirk on his lips despite refusing to meet her gaze.

Luna noticed this approach was scarier than the one where he was confrontational.

It felt like her husband was being considerate yet mocking at the same time…or was she looking too much into this?

If she glanced into Apollyon's blue eyes right now, she might give away her fear with just one look.

She squeezed her eyes shut and grimaced when his demands finally sunk in.

It wasn't unreasonable.

He had the right to know.

"You aren't responding." Then, she felt Apollyon pulling his arm settled under her neck and rose out of bed. Then, he placed one arm beside her head to observe her.

Chills run down her spine, and Luna swallowed hard from the vision of the personification of heaven above her—twin blue orbs of Prussian skies watching her with accusation. "Forging believable lies for me, Amare?"

Her heaven had quickly turned into a Hell.

"Don't call me that even if it's a jest." Luna's tone held the tiniest bit of insecurity.

Their voices sounded similar that it crept him out.

It almost felt like Ravin was shapeshifting into her husband.

It would make sense that they have similarities since their souls were merged into one physical vessel, and they have shared consciousness at one point. "I'm not formulating well-composed lies, alright?" Luna said defensively as she stared straight into his eyes, "Let me just remember what happened since you want me to narrate exactly what happened in the Pleasure Room."

He tilted his head at her. "Will you wake me up when you are finished recalling then…because it's taking too long."

"Promise me you wouldn't kill me."

"I think I have heard the worst of your secrets with that other Archdemon who detached from your blood bond. You shall not die in my hands. I can handle anything. Try me."

"If you say so." Luna thought that she should seize this moment to correct her mistakes before they start their journey. Then, perhaps, it wouldn't be as bad as she might think.

"You have this unconscious habit of keeping your secrets from me. It must make you feel good that you got the upper hand in this relationship."

"No!" Luna said in a whisper-shout.

"You are confident that I don't keep any secrets from you, and it gives you the upper hand when you don't tell me anything. We mirror each other to a great extent. Admit it. You want to have control over me as much as I would like to be." He took her fine-boned hand and brought it to his lips. "You have a strong desire to dominate me, right, my Empress?"

Oh, Goddess!

Apollyon had seen right through her and hit the bull's eye.

"You want to control my emotions so that it wouldn't affect you, right?"

Her constant avoidance and deflection were too dangerous.

The cosmos would still boomerang it back to her and bit her in the ass.

Did he need the details?

Luna would give them.

"Husband. I'm now ready to tell you the truth." Luna began. "An Archangel helped me get rid of my blood bond with Luxen. I got Angel dust on the expanse of my skin that Ravin had to lick me off. Every part of me."