Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (January 2022)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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The instant he reached her, Luna would thank her husband for helping her not to make a fool of herself, stepping unto the edge of her skirts and tripping by herself with no villain to blame.

Suffering from embarrassment that hadn't even occurred yet, Luna would have buried her face in her hands in disdain if she couldn't find an excuse for such clumsiness.

Staircases had given her enough of a trauma as it was with Princess Ourania trying to kill her child because of her jealousy towards her.

Apollyon's mother the perfect embodiment of insanity.

How can she stoop so low, blaming them for the love she didn't get from her own husband?

Her twisted mind thought she was stealing Apollyon's love and attention from her when Luna already had Apollyon's loyalty in the first place.

She paused.

Closing her eyes, Luna exhaled a sigh when she realized, once again, that she had given her resentment to Apollyon's mother, power over her train of thoughts.

'This wasn't the time and place to be trapped in the past.' Luna told herself, clenching her fists on the fabric of her skirts with determination and then releasing them.

Satisfied with her inner pep-talk, she opened her eyes and heard Apollyon catch a sharp intake of breath.

As the scent of grapes and sandalwood wafted through her nostrils, Luna slowly looked up from his shiny leather shoes to fix her gaze on the Prussian Blue of his gaze.

His midnight hair was a trifle too long than Apollyon would have allowed it but the man still looked as dashing as ever.

His jaw was chiseled to perfection, his cheekbones high.

The small scar near the edge of the dark straight line of his left brow made him even more charming, in a ruthless and manipulative way, and yes, she meant it as a compliment.

Apollyon carefully tucked the straight locks of her short silver hair behind her ear, one corner of his lip curled into a smirk.

Until now, she still couldn't believe how her cruel fate had given her this imperfectly perfect man , only to try and take him away from her in the near future, separating them into two different worlds that would never meet.

Darkness colored her every thought and her heart was a staccato of panic.

Gloom shrouded her like a dark cloud and morphed into anger all too soon, making her want to lash out but not at her innocent husband who wasn't a worthy target.

Luna suppressed the negative feeling.

Sensing her anger, Apollyon pulled her closer to him without saying a word.

Luna who was also eager to close the distance between them stepped forward, her skirts rustling as they brushed the floor.

It seemed like the world had fallen silent around them the longer she was cocooned in her embrace. Releasing her, his hands separated hers, clutching her fingers in his palms and kissing the back of her hands with sweet adoration.

Her cold heart had felt a stab of longing his mere presence had melted the ice around it and filled her ripened body with sensual heat.

"Husband." If Apollyon wouldn't stop raining kisses on the inside of her wrists she would swoon like a damsel-in-distress.

Luna's gaze lowered to his feet and her eyes widened when she realized that Apollyon's heels had stood at the edge of the highest step.

Luna quickly pulled her hands from his, wrapped them around his waist to save him without crushing the large bulge of her stomach and exclaimed, "Watch where you are going or you'll fall—"

"—fall in love with you is more like it." The needle-like point of his white fangs seem to to glitter like diamond stars underneath the chandeliers while he swayed back and forth from his precarious position with utmost control. "You look delicious tonight, beloved, that it's making me nervous."

The Vampire King?

Nervous?

Since when?

The statement can make a lady roll her eyes from how ridiculous that sounded but since it came from her husband, maybe, she could forgive him for that.

If he was an actor in a romantic play, he wasn't playing the part well.

"Lies." She brushed him off but too late, a short giggle had escaped from her throat. "You are teasing me with this push and pull tactic, hoping that it would drive me crazy." Luna couldn't help but lift a mocking eyebrow at him. " Am I right?"

When he noticed that Luna's ample breasts were thrust against his chest while she started swaying with him at the edge of the stairs, Apollyon halted his daredevil antics so that he wouldn't endanger the only family he had.

"I think it's working quite well,beloved." He whispered conspiratorially.

When she saw the mischievous glint in those blue orbs, Luna pinched the flesh at the side off his stomach to teach him a lesson but all she could cop was the hard muscles and braen over his ribs.

Well, what made her expect something else rather when she had seen the Vampire King naked multiple times?

"Your beauty drives me crazy that it made me want to curse." Luna had witnessed Apollyon's masculine pride shining through in his evil grin that was akin to a predatory shark. "—but for your safety, I will adhere to the birth attendant's advice not to engage in sexual congress when our child is about to be born."

"Yes. It can be done." Luna was eternally grateful for caring about her while she was weak and pregnant.

Her husband was forced to compromise a lot of times to ensure her survival.

Her debts to her husband had piled up but she never gave up on her mission to find ways and make it up to him. "I wanted to reward you for your efforts but you wouldn't accept them for reasons you wouldn't disclose." She reminded him patiently. "You have no right to seduce me and not follow through with it."