Chapter 196

“Let's suffer together.”

“Luna”, I heard my father calling me from downstairs, letting me know we were ready to leave. I pushed Azel with my other hand and started to walk away when he held me from behind. My back is clashing with his hard chest.

“Go! I will not stop you”, he whispered in my ear from behind, and I bit my lower lip slightly. His warm breath fanned my ear.

“But tell me will you manage to fall asleep without me sucking on them,” he said while grabbing my left breast. He gave a firm squeeze to it. My breath hitched when he did that. I closed my eyes for a moment. I could feel my nipple turning hard only at his mere touch. I have now gotten used to him sucking on my breast while I sleep. He has made me addicted to him.

“Will you manage to fall asleep without my arms wrapped around you all night?” he whispered in his dark, needy, dominating voice. My breath hitched from the way he said it. It's going to be hard for me, but it was his idea of punishing me, and he wants both of us to suffer, then let's suffer together. Even he can't sleep without me around him. He would even suck my boobs in the middle of the night in sleep like a baby would out of hunger. He is more addicted to them. He rubbed the tip of his nose on my neck. A tingling sensation spread all over my skin. He was using this tactic, so I stayed, and it became a win-win situation for him without putting any pressure on me. But he doesn't know I know his game very well. My devil husband thinks I'm still so innocent and naive but I have learned one or two things under him. I turned around in his hold to face him. I took a deep breath looking into his eyes.

“You are right,” I said with a little sad look on my face and I saw how the corner of his lips curled. He was thinking his tactics worked on me. I was letting him believe it. Let him have a moment of happiness.

“I will–” I didn't complete my sentence as I bit on my lower. His eyes darkened when he followed my lip movement. He loves to suck on my lips and enjoys biting them. He was crazy for sex with me. It made me wonder how he managed to hold himself back so much. It still amazes me but now the dam of patients ke broken and now he can barely hold himself back. He can't even spend a minute without touching me if he is near me. He wants a constant touch with our bodies. I have noticed all his small actions.

“You will what?” he asked me. Encouraging me to complete my sentence. I could see a victory smirk threatened to form on his lips but he kept holding himself back. I took a deep breath with that sad expression still on my face. His amber eyes kept looking at me. Expecting me to say what he wanted to hear.

“I will manage,” I said, looking straight into his eyes. I loved how his eyes widened and then narrowed in my way. I was playing with him how he played with me. He moved his head in disbelief, making me smirk at him.

“Be happy with this?”, I said and kissed his cheeks before taking my small bag.

“I will see you in a week,” I said with that smirk still on my lips. Turning my back I started to walk away.

“A week!” he exclaimed loudly in incredulity when I said that. I was not going to stay a week long at my dad's but I still said to tease him. I was messing around with him.

“You are not going to stay there for a week. I'm coming to take you tomorrow,” he said in a firm tone, but I didn't reply to him. Instead, I waved my hand at him before walking in the lift. He glared at me when I smiled sweetly at him. I saw him running towards the stairs to catch me before I left. I was down before him. I walked to my dad, who was waiting for me. He was busy talking with Uncle and Aunty when I walked to them. He smiled, looking at them, when he noticed my presence.

“Ready to leave” he asked while taking my small bag from me. I nodded my head, and then I heard the loud stomping of feet. I bit my inner cheeks and turned my head to look at him. He narrowed his eyes and I noticed how his fingers curled into a fist. He just couldn't stop me in front of my father or his parents.

“Let's leave then”, Dad said, making me not at him. I said bye to Uncle Aunty and then once again turned my head to look at my husband, who had been shooting daggers at my back. I could see in his amber eyes that he was restraining himself from not pulling me out of my dad's arm, taking me to our bedroom, and taking us there.

“Bye, Azel, see you after a week”, I said with a sweet smile on my face. His jaw clenched even more when I said that. My dad looked at me with furrowed brows when I said that. I winked at him and he understood. Even Uncle Aunty noticed it, and the three of them ended up chuckling. He could not hold back himself anymore.

“Mom tells her to come back tomorrow. She can't go for a week,” Azel finally complent like a teenager, making me laugh.

“What can I say if she wants to stay with her father for a week? It's her right,” Mom said while taking a side. I smirked at him in victory. His nose faltered in anger when Aunty said that. Everyone laughed, knowing what was going on, and his face burned red in embarrassment because he was complaining to his mother like a child.

“Do whatever you want”, he said in anger and stomped away with a red face, making all of us chuckle.

“He takes after you so much,” Aunty said to Uncle, looking at retreating her.

“I can't blame him. We love our beautiful wife too much to the point we can't even breathe properly with them around us,” Uncle said, making Aunty blush. He pressed a kiss on her cheeks. I felt so much warmth in my head looking at their ever-green love. They are my favourite couple, of course, after my dad and mom. My dad's love for my mother was unconditional and was still alive even after her death eighteen years ago. He is the most romantic person I know. I hugged my dad and he hugged me back. I hope he finds love again. He deserves it. When I was young, I did not have much power, but now I have decided that I'm going to find the perfect woman for my dad or help him find one. He deserves a second chance. He is still so young. My dad and uncle got married at an early age. They married their girlfriends as soon as they passed the college. My dad is in his late forties now. Aunty had managed to conceive the same year, but Mom and Dad wanted to spend little time together. They started to try for the kids when Aunty was pregnant for the second time. It took time for my mom to convince me but she had a complicated pregnancy. The doctor had advised an abortion, but she refused to do and my father had no chance to stand in front of her. He loved her too much and his unborn child too. She ended up losing her life to save me. She chose my life and asked my father to give her love to me. Those were her last words before she died. My dad kept her promise till now. He gave me all her and his love.

“Sweetie, we reached”, my dad announced when I still hadn't got out of the car. I sniffed and wiped the lone tear from the back of my hand. I smiled at him before walking out. We walked inside the house, and the homely aroma engulfed me, giving me a feeling of my true home. As expected, my room was clean, and my things were as it is in the room. I changed my clothes and then slumped on the bed. Dad and I have decided to watch the movie for the night. I know I will end up falling asleep in the middle of the movie, and Dad will tuck me into bed. It happens every time but we still chose to watch the movie. I was determined today to not fall asleep. That's why I chose horror movies today.

“Dad, are popcorn ready?” I asked while jumping through the movies. I have still not decided to watch it. Finally, I decided to watch The Conjuring's first part because I have still not watched it. Dad came with a bowl full of popcorn. I started the movie and stuffed my mouth with popcorn. We were halfway through the move, and I was too engrossed in it when suddenly our doorbell rang. I was in my place hearing it.

“Who could be at the door at this time?” Dad asked while looking at his wristwatch.

“Dad it could be devil. Don't open the door” I told my dad when he stood up to see who was at the door. Dad chuckled when I said that.

“I'm sure it must be our neighbours. What if it is an emergency,” Dad said, putting some sense in my head. I bit on my lower lip with distress before I nodded my head but still didn't let go of his arm.

“I will come with you,” I said and stood up. We walked to the door, and Dad opened the door. My eyes narrowed when I saw who was standing at the door. There was indeed a devil on our door.

My devil husband.

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