Olivia ventured into the dense forest, her eyes widening in awe at the sight. The forest floor was scattered with countless rocks and twigs. With a flick of her hand, she pulled back her hood, revealing her luscious red hair that shimmered like a goddess. As she walked, her pace slowed, taking in the beauty of the forest.
Suddenly, a burst of joy erupted from her lips, and she began to run with her arms wide open. She felt truly alive, far away from the confines of the palace. Freedom was her greatest love, surpassing anything else in this world.
She continued to leap and jump, even climbing trees to pluck fruits. With each fruit she found, she couldn't resist taking a lick, relishing the flavors of the forest. Her exploration carried on, filled with giggles as she watched animals playfully chase each other, occasionally scampering away from her.
But as the time came for her to return home, a sense of unease washed over her. She realized she had lost her way. Panic filled her voice as she exclaimed,
"Oh no, how do I find my way back? I've gone astray once again."
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"My lord"
A well-built man, greeted as he bowed.
Red orbs stared at the forest before him suspiciously.
This forest belonged to Azriel, the famous King of Hell, where he often found entertainment and relaxation. However, something felt amiss as he sensed a heartbeat that didn't belong to the forest's usual inhabitants.
Who dares to trespass in the devil's territory? These intruders have entered his private forest, despite the warnings. They seek death!
Ignoring the man beside him, Azriel calmly walked towards the lake. "Everyone leave," he commanded with a pleasant yet dangerous tone. The men quickly obeyed, retreating from the lake area.
With a smirk, Azriel gazed into the forest, slowly and sensually shedding his clothes before entering the water, waiting for the trespasser to reveal themselves.
Olivia approached the lake near the forest, feeling the calmness of the water. However, she knew she had to leave quickly. Suddenly, she heard noises coming from the lake, causing her heart to race.
"Who's there?" she asked, but received a mysterious voice beckoning her closer. Though she saw no one, her body moved on its own. Her eyes widened, heart pounding even faster.
What's happening?
She cautiously approached the water's edge and leaned closer. Then, a man emerged from the water, his head near hers.
Her heart stopped.
Ther...there was a man in the water.
Not just a man, a freaky good looking man.
He was incredibly attractive, his long black hair cascading over his shoulders. His intense red eyes locked onto her, captivating her. He had a dangerous allure, a sexiness that was hard to resist. His face was exquisitely chiseled, leaving her in awe.
Oh my!
The way he looked at her, made her feel funny in the inside. Who was this man? Why is he so sinfully beautiful?
Is..is he the god of water?
He must be.
All these thoughts ran through Olivia's head as she stared at the male god before her.
The man couldn't help but smirk at her reaction. He never anticipated the intruder to be a woman. Despite her cloak and hood concealing her face, he could sense her beauty. But he was puzzled. What was she doing here?
Olivia pushed herself backwards still in a daze.
Azriel emerged from the water, completely naked! Her eyes wandered over his physique, but before they reached his lower body, she let out a piercing scream. Azriel let out a frustrated groan and quickly covered her mouth with his large hand.
"You better keep your mouth shut, woman," he whispered into her ear, his voice laced with anger and irritation.
Olivia's head spun, but she eventually regained her composure. Azriel, noticing her calmness, released her and stormed off to find his clothes, clearly irritated by her outburst. Olivia's cheeks flushed as she averted her gaze, unable to look directly at the towering man. He had a commanding presence that made her feel small in comparison. Yet, there was a surprising warmth about him that she had never experienced before.
Azriel, fully dressed, walked past her, surprised that she hadn't left and was still gazing at the water. He wondered what she wanted. Olivia, noticing he was dressed, mustered up the courage to approach him for help. Despite his intimidating appearance, she didn't feel any fear.
If possible, she felt 'Comfortable' beside him.
This stranger was doing things to her even without doing anything.
"Uhmm Mr, can you please help me? I'm lost in the woods and I can't find my way back," she pleaded softly, her voice tugging at his heart. He let out a sigh and continued to ignore her, walking away once again. Olivia felt a surge of anger, but with no other options, she decided to follow him and continue pleading for his help.
Azriel was aware that she was a vampire, and he didn't want his men to harm her. He stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. Olivia, catching sight of his red eyes once more, flinched, and her heart started racing again.
"Where do you live?" Azriel asked, disregarding her expression. Olivia, being cautious, didn't reveal her true identity as a princess. She understood the importance of keeping her real identity a secret, knowing that there were enemies lurking everywhere.
"I..I'm a maid in the palace of Veeral" she said nervously. This was her first time lying. She had never lied to anyone before so it wasn't an easy task to lie.
Azriel examined her carefully, not convinced by her words. Her cloak appeared to be of high quality and adorned with royal symbols. It was clear that a mere maid wouldn't be able to afford such an extravagant garment. He continued walking away, leaving Olivia frustrated and losing her patience with him.
"Mr, why are you acting like a beast towards a lady in distress? Show some kindness and help her out."
Azriel stopped and turned, his gaze intense as he locked eyes with her. Olivia's heart raced as she instinctively took a step back, finding herself cornered against a tree. Just as she was about to flee, he firmly grasped her chin and uttered,
"Never call me a beast again"
Olivia's heart accelerated with both fear and something unknown. But the fear was evident.
Azriel sighed softly and regained his composure.
"Fine then. I'll take you back to the palace"
He said and before she could process what he was saying, he grabbed her by her waist and disappeared.
Olivia felt like she was on cloud nine but the feeling disappeared immediately the way it came because she was back at the castle.
She turned to appreciate him for helping, but no one was in sight.
She turned left and right and didn't see anyone.
Fear gripped her again and she dashed towards her room window, before anyone would see her.
Azriel made his way back to were he left his men.
They realized he'd taken so long but none dared to go disturb him.
"Let's head back"