Chapter Nineteen- More Unrequested Bonding Time With Daddy Part Four

After a painstaking moment, the silence became too heavy on my chest and I decided to be brave and peer over my shoulder- and wow would you believe my luck!!! He had no means of coverage whatsoever on him and he was peeling the covers open!!!!

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Despite how my day began, I had a pretty decent evening. I met with an accredited designer and chose the evening gown I will be wearing to tomorrow's occasion from her collection, then I spent some time with my mother and extraordinarily ambiguous sisters by the pool and to top it all off, I did not have to make dinner for my father seeing as he had some affairs to sort out. It was lovely to finally bond with my mother over dinner without being suffocated by her imperial husband's domineering energy, but that does not mean I was guilt free all the way. I do not even know if she loves him, but she has stayed with him for this long, that must mean something- and he can have any woman he wants, yet he has stuck with my mother. You'd think a man of his nature would be on his tenth wife and thousandth fling by now. It does not matter if she loves him or not, I do not want to be the one to ruin a marriage of more than a decade and I am CERTAIN, the last person she is expecting him to introduce him to an extramarital affair is me.

I learnt through my mother that their room was going to be one of the luxury suites on the sixth floor, the one closest to the conference hall and offices- and despite her frail attempts at objecting, I decided on a room on the ninth floor and I was extraordinarily pleased with the living arrangements and did not mind the fact that I was going to spend the next three days here.

I blissfully took the elevator to the ninth floor, had a nice, long shower, slipped into a nice, fine cotton, chemise- style nightie and went to bed wearing a smile.

Wow would you look at this, the night is expiring and I have not sinned.

I left Jun a long voice message detailing what happened in the car like I promised her, before I went through the pictures me and mom took by the pool and as I swiped through, I somehow landed on the downloaded picture Jun had sent me of the Devil, with the caption, "I can't believe you get to see all- of - This EVERYDAY!!!! Followed by a long train of fire emojies and bouncing heart- eyes.

I will not deny, he looked incredible in the picture, he always keeps such a straight face, such a taut stance and he does not even need to smile or raise a brow to be picture perfect and convey more dominance and sexiness than any model I have seen. He is so perfect it is inexplicable, he looks like a Lord, a dark Lord and I can feel his noble energy even through an internet picture. Before I knew it, I was zooming in on his lips and trying to guess how aggressive his kisses would be, then I zoomed in to the crotch of his dress pants, and found myself wondering if what lies beneath the garments is just as the ones I have seen in the visions or even more terrifying.

Three consecutive knocks snapped me out of my reverie and I realized that I had been biting my lips hard enough to inflict some pain.

What the fuck is wrong with you, Nessa?!

"Come in." I answered with ease knowing that it was not my father behind the door, he never knocks, he doesn't need to knock anywhere, he is the God of this entire country and all that's in it. I made a rash decision and deleted every picture I had of him as Sida, one of the maids of mostly assists me with anything pertaining to the Devil, sauntered into my room, looking very devitalized and beyond exhausted.

"How may I help you, Sida?" I asked, while internally I was praying endlessly for her not to carry a message from the Devil for me. I just want to sleep, I need to sleep, I do not trust myself, especially not in place that advocates for sinning.

"Your mother would like to see you before she retires to bed, miss." She apprised with a slight bow of her head.

"Where is she?"

"In hers and master's bedroom, miss."

"Okay, I will go see her, you may leave." I dismissed her, swallowing the good night wishes that were already on the tip of my tongue.

"Thank you, have a good night, miss Vanessa." With that she bowed her head like the helplessly servile being she is and left my room.

I went down to the sixth floor with not a lot on my mind. I had not made any provisions for any out of the ordinary happenings. My father had probably not returned from his rendezvous and mom was probably lonely and just needed some hugs and kisses before sleeping because she is a very affectionate person and values physical intimacy very much.

I knocked on her door and her soft, mellifluous voice ushered me in. I found her sitted on the bed with a matching silk night gown and robe on. Her lips widened to a heartwarming smile and she patted the spot next to her. I sat next to her and embraced her briefly, her soft scent soothingly seeping into my nostrils and lulling me.

"I knew that you probably needed a hug, my mother is very needy." I teased her and gave her one last squeeze before detaching from her.

"You know me so well," she tittered, but almost immediately after her smile fell flat and she took both my hands with this ambiguous look in her eyes, "listen rabella, I have been thinking that maybe you and your father should spend more time together. Tightening your bond will help your memory."

I quickly withdrew both my hands and gave her an incredulous stare. "What are you talking about, mom? Where is this going? No, listen mom, I know that my relationship with him is not ideal and you have probably noticed that I have never regarded him as a father figure, but I am comfortable with the way things are, I do not need to spend more time with him."

"I think that it will be for the very best if you do so." She insisted with her signature coaxing eyes, the kind she always uses to blackmail me into agreeing to do anything she wants. I love my mother very much, she is the only blood family I have, so it is not easy for me to deny her, but she is not making any sense and she is keeping things from me that would aid my understanding.

I endeavoured my hardest not to succumb to the robust effect of her angelic eyes. "But mom-" Before I could even offer a list of reasons why I do think it's necessary for me to invest more time in bettering my relationship with her diabolical, Hellish, Devil husband who frightens everything that moves: I was roughly silenced by a sight which struck me with crippling shock. The Devil, my step-father, the man I've been calling "daddy" for as long as I can remember, walked out of the ensuite bathroom, fully, completely, utterly, stark naked!!! I only got a glimpse of him for half a second before I tore my eyes away from his nude form and focused them ahead. I could hear him moving about behind me and I was shitting myself. I forgot how to breathe.

What the fuck is going on?! Did mom know that this was going to happen?!

My mother slowly rose to her feet while I remained congealed by shock and the image of the Devil's naked body vied for supremacy in my mind. I had so many questions to ask, I wanted to be dismissed and run back to my room, but I was incapable of formulating a single word.

Mom stood in front of me, held both my shoulders and I begged her to let me leave with my eyes and I looked up at her. I could have NEVER EVER EVERRRRRRRR anticipated the words that came out of her mouth next.

"Why don't you spend the night here, tonight."

WHAT?!

W- H- A- T?!

And she said it nonchalantly, like it is the most normal thing to suggest- no, that was not a suggestion, she was not expecting my input, she did not want my input.

Please tell me she means we are exchanging rooms!

"I will see you in the morning, have a lovely night, sweetheart." I could only gape like a dehydrated fish while she pressed a soft kiss on my cheek and removed herself from the equation.

What the fuck is going on?!

I need answers!!!

I stood as still as a statue, afraid to tilt my head even slightly, waiting for the Devil to follow my mother in agonizing anticipation, but every bit of delusion of him leaving me all here by myself was shattered when I heard a small beeping sound and the sound of the door getting locked.

He had locked me in!

I can't believe mom would do this! I can barely survive a thirty minute car ride with him, how am I going to spend the entire night with him, sharing a bed with him because he sure as hell is not going to allow me to sleep on the couch.

Huh! Well fuck my life!!!

Of course The Devil, Lord of Hell, keeper of damned souls, The Father of Beast- sleeps naked!! He does not need human garments; they are beneath him and will contaminate his precious, immaculate skin.

What happened to all the underwear I bought him?!

Well, I am doomed!

I am fucked, for real this time!

I am absolutely fucked and I know that I will not be walking out of this hotel room with just a kiss on my list of sins.