Chapter 10

Rosemary- 

As I stretch and arch my body across the surface, I feel, yet again, the comfort of silk sheets. As I begin to open my eyes and move my arms about, I feel the restraint around my wrist. Thinking that Josiah must have found me and chained me from escaping. I look up to a dark shadow approaching the bed. “Release me or I will rip your heart out and burn you to dust!” I demand

“Sexy sexy” The stranger teased in his husky deep voice. My breath quickened, making my breast began to rise and fall as I look down realizing I’m completely naked except a silk red sheet now fallen to my waist. The figure stepped into a ray of moonlight coming through the window.

 Surprised, my eyes gleamed at the perfect specimen of a man before me. He stood over me in all his glory looking straight out of a GQ magazine or Game of Thrones set. His perfection made me feel insecure. He started unbuttoning his cuff links and rolling his sleeves back as he spoke a command. “Give me your name!” 

“What does it matter?” I spat. “Is it some sort of fetish of yours to know the name of your captive before you rape and torture them like the sick fuck you are?” 

“Ha ha ha” he laughed in annoyance with a tinge of anger. He dismissed her and continued “Incase you are blind, I have never had a women who was NOT willing to give me whatever I desired.”

Cocky bastard. But I didn’t doubt it.

“Now give me your name.”

I lowered my gaze and shuffled my back against the headboard feeling a fright bit foolish. Whoever this man was, I could sense his strength and knew he possessed powers even beyond my own and in all honesty I had the strangest desire to tell him my name freely. 

I looked up with a spark in my emerald green eyes. 

“Rosemary.” I said in almost a whisper And quickly looked away from his intense blue gaze.

I raised my brow “and you are?” 

A slight smug look began to form on his face as he approached closer to the bedside. “Oh I think you can figure it out..” my blood boiled and immediately I regretted not making him work harder to get my name. He continued “I’m sure your nuns gave you a nice description of whom you’ve been sculpted to assassinate” As I realized he knew more about me than he let on, I became furious with his riddled tricks and deceit. My hands began to burn blue flames as my anger increased. He rushed quickly to my side, sitting on the bed, glaring daggers at me. He lowered his face inches from mine and screamed 

“Tell me sweetheart, have you come to KILL THE BEAST!!??”

In my thoughts I reflected on my last conversation with Mother Francine. Though I could barely understand her meaning as a child, talking of an alliance against the Evil one, me being a weapon to help them....I remember the nuns at the convent referring to the devil in many names during our teachings. Father of lies, king of deceit, keeper of tormented souls, creator of chaos... In my revelation I decided to take the first step in my rebellion. Against all I had been forcefully taught...I leaned in ....closed my eyes and claimed his beautiful lips to mine. He kissed me back with a smoldering hunger claiming my tongue to his while breathing in my essence. He pulled my breast against his chest and ran his fingers through my coal black hair.

Though the powerful kiss I shared with Josiah was spectacular, what I felt in this particular moment was..... divine.

       

As though my breath had been taken from me, he grips my hair and unexpectedly breaks away from our passionate embrace. Moving his mouth to my ear, he growled a warning “watch carefully who you’re tempting here beauty, This beast has no mercy.” 

And just as I could feel my hair return to my shoulders, he vanished. Leaving my mind reeling and my legs weak. I closed my eyes and started to fall into a daze when I remembered the name... “Lucifer.”