Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Apollyon couldn't bear to look at the foreign Archdemon who possessed his wife's body.

If he did, imagining this other hag in Luna's likeness would become easier.

He might learn to subconsciously hate her own wife's physical vessel because of Lilith's foolishness—of trying to own what didn't belong to her and obsessing over someone who already had a mate.

Can't she find other Archdemon males to frolic with and was more than willing to be with her?

Or was she after the charm of wanting something that she couldn't have?

Honestly, Apollyon would rather choose to stare at the owl's large eyes carved in the center of their wooden doors.

Yet, he had no choice but to see every nuance of her facial expression.

He spun around to face her only to see her standing there at the landing in her pale yellow dress with the red bow tied to her chest and the stair's handrail in her grip.

She watched her with wide green eyes full of innocence as if she was pleading for him to come and provide her with the much-needed comfort a wife needed from a husband after an argument.

A Vampire King was never squeamish.

If he could prove the lady in front of her wasn't Luna for the second time, he would probably vomit in disgust if he was duped into having sexual congress with this madwoman who was still obsessed with him after millennia.

He might also gather evidence to back up his speculation without getting too close and make her feel as defensive as a cornered animal.

Steer away from any serious conflict and keep everything as casual as discussing the weather.

That was it!

He remained in his place and settled his hands behind his back.

Clearing his throat, Apollyon puffed his chest up and asked in a deep, commanding voice. "What do you think of the mission, Luna?"

"I—" Luna's voice sounded hollow as it echoed in the silence of the corridors.

The luxury suite they rented for the whole month was located on the top floor of Vinca Inn.

Both of them were all alone in there, and Apollyon knew this would end badly.

He even asked for Princess Sapphire to stay with them since the space was so huge that ten middle-class Summer Faeries could probably live there for a month in comfort.

Apollyon will take responsibility for her safety as the young spy master's guardian next to the Summer Monarchs.

In reality, he still needed his sister to serve as a barrier between 'Lilith,' extending it from the waterfalls to their bedroom, just in case.

So that he wouldn't be tempted by the Archdemon of Envy if she attempted another seduction using Luna's form.

This time, Apollyon didn't think he was strong enough to resist her.

It would have been different if Luna didn't tease her the whole day while they were cavorting in the Summer Castle.

The moment he recalled the sensual flashbacks during their dance at the Great Hall and their tryst at the observatory, his lower stomach tightened, and his balls hurt with this urge to release.

Of course, Princess Sapphire refused the offer because she didn't want to come in between lovers.

It would be awkward, but he would prefer that rather than being with the enemy in the same room.

"I will do everything in my power to do everything which was required of me."

Too vague.

Apollyon didn't know whether to choke her to death when his wife was also inside this vessel.

God's Blood! Apollyon should have followed Luna and his mother from afar.

Sneak in and avoid detection from anyone.

It might not be easy.

He could at least try that rather than experiencing this dilemma.

He clenched his fists as he fought this uncertainty inside.

He was a Vampire King who hated doubting himself, but Luna's strange behavior must be brought to their attention.

Both his mind and intuition were telling him the same thing, but ignorance and denial made him feel secure.

If this was Lilith, how will Apollyon bring her back?

"—and that is…." Apollyon trailed off and tilted his head at her, waiting for her to elaborate it by herself.

Luna didn't answer as she shifted her unreadable gaze from his eyes to the wooden floorboards.

Did she know or didn't know?

Why was she giving him a hard time for something so simple?

He observed her warily as he crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his foot in impatience.

He would have preferred she would mess up the answer to his queries.

Alright.

Apollyon was one hundred percent certain this wasn't his wife.

There was no doubt about it.

Lilith's selective amnesia wouldn't work forever.

Now what?

What shall he do next?

Keep on pretending?

Nobody spoke as both waited for someone to open up the subject.

For the first time in forever, Apollyon had many things to say, but he was speechless.

She didn't dare lift her lashes to peer at him, dawdling by the top of the stairs.

Now, who was having a hard time reading who?

She was the one who complained that he was the one who had screened his impassive countenance.

Now she was acting like what she accused her of?

Luna, no—Lilith slowly lifted her eyes and gave her a bewitching stare, licking her lower lip. " I want to have fun with you. Just the two of us." She sauntered towards him and murmured huskily,  "I thought you wanted it as well."

Apollyon almost laughed.

This madwoman was hopeless.

"I wanted to, but something changed my mind."

"Tell me about it, husband." She raised a hand to touch Apollyon's chin with her fingers, but he turned his head away to avoid it.

"I just felt like it." Apollyon shrugged. "There is no reason."

"What is this sudden denial?" She scowled, breathing hard as she muttered a string of curses. "It didn't mean that you don't like to do it with anymore doesn't give you the right to refuse me! Am I  too selfish to also want you for myself?"

"Let's just get inside the suite, wife."