Page 16 of Knights of Past


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“Only if every breath I take holds the scent of you,”I told her softly, making her close her eyes as another sob shook through her body and tears escaped beneath her long black lashes.

“Oh Lucius,”she breathed before crushing her lips to mine, once more transporting me back to Heaven. I vaguely heard my brother try one more time to remind me that we weren't alone but with Amelia in my arms, I found myself unable to care who witnessed our reunion.

All of Hell be damned.

Because I knew now that our story held power here. There would be no more playing the part of Demonic King with a cold dead heart. There were no more chains to hold, no more mortal slaves to collar, no more acting on this Hellish stage…not for us.

Because I knew with what happened here with my Chosen One destined to defeat a God, it was a tale that would span the ages. It was a story set in stone and forged in the pits of Hell for all to know. One that would spread like soul weed and reach every ear from whispered Demonic lips. For my Queen had carved her place in history and, soon, every single being would know the strength and power she held at her core.

Even the Devil.

It was why I no longer cared for the act I had once played. Because I no longer had to worry for her life, as my woman could more than hold her own. She was the storm, and I was only one of many blessed to stand in its eye and bask in the glorious destruction she had brought upon Hell when fighting back against its enemy.

She had saved my Kingdom and now,everyone knew it.Meaning now, no one would ever dare to stand against us. So, I didn’t give a shit who saw this side of me, for I would have laid my head at her feet if that was what it took to show her how grateful I was for all that was her.

As it stood, I knew a far more gratifying way to do this, hence why I soon swept her up in my arms, promptly taking her off her feet so as I could get to my destination quicker.

“We are not to be disturbed,” I told my brother, who rolled his eyes the second he saw where I was headed and muttered,

“It just had to be my office, didn’t it.”

“Erm, maybe we should…”

“Get there quicker? I agree,” I interrupted before Amelia could finish her suggestion, now laughing when I held her tighter and started to run. But then just before I could kick open my brother’s office door, she lifted herself up enough to tell me,

“You know it turns out being Queen here comes with some perks.” At this I paused, raising a brow down at her playful expression. Then she whispered with a comical wag of her brows,

“They gave me a bed.”I smirked at this.

“Then my brother is blessed with luck this day, for a bed does sound even better than his desk.”

“That’s what I thought, handsome,” she said with a wink before leading the way and, unfortunately, getting us lost…twice.

“I swear it was around here somewhere,” she mumbled with a fingertip being nibbled in her mouth, making me groan.

“Amelia,”I grumbled, and I swear I was going to end up fucking her here in the hallway if she didn’t have mercy on me and my raging cock.

“Hey, it’s not my fault all of your castle looks the same! I need bloody GPS in this place!” she complained before I said,

“Fuck it!” then I kicked open the nearest door, not giving a fuck what was in it. However, the second she saw inside she let out a cute little,

“Oh my!”I smirked down at her before she frowned back up at me and warned,

“I don’t share, Vampy.”I nearly laughed at this but instead growled down at her,

“Neither do I!” Then I looked back up at what was obviously my brother’s Harem and the sea of beauties I didn’t give a fuck about seeing and roared my next order, making them go screaming out the room,

“LEAVE NOW!”

“Yep, that will do it,”Amelia muttered, clearly amused by the sight of all of the Demon girls each rushing out the room and leaving little to the imagination as most were practically naked. I swear I was shaking my head, muttering,

“Dariush, you horny fucker you.”

“Yeah, I’ll say, jeez, where did he find them all, Hell’s version of Tinder?”

“Hell’s version of what…? You know what, don’t answer that, important thing is, we found a bed and that’s all I care about.” At this she made a show of leaning her head against my chest, battering her lashes up at me and saying,

“Wow, that’s so romantic, baby.” I tried not to grin at her teasing, but it was too hard to accomplish in that moment. She was too fucking funny for her own good.

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