Chapter 11
Sonya was already asleep at this moment, curled up on the bed like a little kitten.
Kane looked at Sonya's sleeping face, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as his cool fingertips touched her round cheeks.
"Cupcake, you're much cuter when you're asleep."
In my dream, I seemed to hear a terrifying voice.
I was standing in front of a church, praying and confessing before the Lord.
What happened today was beyond anything I could understand.
But when that voice appeared, my whole body trembled, and I turned around in disbelief and panic.
I saw that man standing there.
He was like Satan crawling up from hell, looking at me with eyes full of coldness and predatory pleasure.
Like a monster, he suddenly grew fangs, pointed ears, and wings, lunging at me with claws bared.
I screamed and woke up from the dream, gasping for air.
The next second, that terrifying face from my dream actually appeared right in front of me!
Kane raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to me, one hand gripping the back of my head, his tone teasing.
"What's wrong? What did you dream about that scared my fiancée so much?"
Thinking that the demon in my dream was this man right in front of me, I couldn't help but tremble all over, struggling desperately and screaming.
"Don't come near me, stay away from me!"
The terror and complete fear in my eyes seemed to anger Kane.
He frowned, grabbed my chin, and moved even closer to me.
"What exactly do you mean?"
I hadn't recovered from my fear yet.
Seeing the fierceness in Kane's eyes, I couldn't help but scream.
My terrified appearance completely enraged Kane. He grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at him.
Kane pressed his forehead against mine, his expression cold.
"You seem very afraid of me, don't you? You haven't figured out your position yet."
I opened my eyes wide, hearing his gloomy voice slowly entering my body from my ears, and finally came to my senses.
I must be awake now. That was just a terrible nightmare.
But the fear from the dream made me maintain my fear of him, and I shook my head hard.
His expression grew more impatient, and he even grabbed my neck.
"Why are you so afraid of me? I don't think I've done anything to you. You were fine when I left this afternoon, weren't you?"
I hesitated whether to speak, since Kane already looked very angry.
But if I didn't explain, he seemed about to explode.
So I said hesitantly, "I just had a dream where you turned into Satan, so I'm very afraid of you."
Kane seemed amused by my words.
His hand loosened slightly on my neck, and he stared at me for a long time before speaking.
"Just because of such a ridiculous dream? That sounds really laughable."
I looked at his expression cautiously and swallowed.
"Everything you've done to me is enough to be described as Satan."
Kane's face was very gloomy. I didn't know what he was thinking.
I shrank back and didn't dare to speak anymore.
When he raised his hand again, I immediately closed my eyes.
Countless times before, Luca had done the same thing. Whenever he raised his hand, a slap would land on any part of my body.
I had nowhere to escape.
This had become my instinctive reaction.
But the slap never came. I hesitantly opened my eyes and met Kane's eyes, burning with anger.
"Do you think I would hit you?"
I pressed my lips together. Reason told me I shouldn't answer his question.
But Kane was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He got even angrier.
His hand landed on my shoulder, pushing me onto the bed. I lay down, and he looked down at me from above.
"I have no interest in hitting women, but since you're so afraid of me, I might as well tell you, don't think threatening me with your life will work every time."
I looked at his eyes flashing with dangerous light and didn't dare to speak.
"I'm marrying you because I need a child, and you are a holy nun. My child can only come from the body of the purest woman."
I didn't expect this to be the reason I was chosen.
I had wondered before why, when there were so many excellent girls who liked Kane, and countless women trying every way to get into Kane's bed.
And he never refused those women.
I had seen many photos and videos of him hugging and being intimate with other women.
With so many choices, why did he choose me?
Now everything made sense.
To him, I was just a clean vessel to bear his heir.
But I wasn't willing to be just a machine for producing life.
"If you wanted, I think there would be many women purer and better than me willing to have children for you."
Hearing this, Kane seemed interested.
His finger gently rubbed against my lips.
"So you mean you want me to find another woman?"
I nodded, but he laughed as if he'd heard a joke.
"There aren't many women as pure as you in this world anymore. That's the only reason I chose you."
As he spoke, his finger slipped between my lips.
That finger with the smell of nicotine played with my tongue. His eyes darkened, and his voice grew heavy.
"Even your lips belong only to me, don't they?"
Hearing Kane's words, a flash of inspiration struck my mind, and I blurted out.
"You're not the only one I've kissed."
In an instant, I felt a murderous aura spreading around us.
His eyes became vicious, like the hunting dogs I'd seen running down the mountain.
"I didn't expect you to be so bold. Who are the men who kissed you? I'll throw them into the sea to feed the sharks."
Hearing Kane's words, I trembled all over and immediately shook my head.
"Oh, no, I lied to you. No one has kissed me."
His possessiveness scared me, and I regretted the lie I'd spoken without thinking.
It seemed to be God's punishment for me.
But after hearing my words, the violence around Kane didn't fade. He gently patted my face.
"I'll investigate this myself. It better be like you said, that you're lying to me. Otherwise, I don't mind bringing them before you and letting my Abaddon have a good meal."
I don't know what I was thinking, but I instinctively asked, "What's Abaddon?"
Kane showed a smile, as if very pleased that I would ask this question.
"Darling, I haven't told you yet that I keep a male lion and an American cheetah."
When he smiled, I clearly saw his two fangs.
"Abaddon is that male lion."
My whole body went cold.
Sure enough, he really was Satan.