Chapter Twenty Eight- Regretful And Making Some Bad Decisions Part Two

Part of me wanted to get back at him for sending me out of his room so coldly and that's what triggered my rebellious spirit and newfound taste in taking risks.

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I walked up to my mother with a barrage of questions already at the tip of tongue, "Mom, what are you doing here? Did you spend the night here?" She did not look like she was prepared for the day, she looked a little dishelved, like she had thrown on the first available article of clothing. She was not the glamorous 'First Lady' she always presented herself to be, even around the mansion when she is expecting no public eyes to be on her. It was rare and weird not to see her poised and put together.

But if mom did not spent the night at the hotel, it means I shouldn't have worried about her walking past the door and hearing my raunchy moans. If only she knew how badly I crave her husband's touch, she would have never trusted me to spend the night in one room with him.

Mom took a moment to answer, she appeared to be more interested in tucking in loose strands of hair and adjusting the straps of her gown than having a conversation with me. "Good morning, my love, no, I did not spend the night here, I just needed to get a few things done. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?"

Resting? Why would I be resting on a school day?

I knitted my brows together in confusion, and looked her square in the eyes. She was perturbed and tense and I wondered what had discomposed her so much. "What's wrong, mom? Did father say anything to you?"

She shook her head, "No, he hasn't said anything to me…" She looked at me with slight suspicion, "Is there something you need to tell me, sweetheart?"

"No, nothing." I lied.

So she doesn't know I almost lost my virginity to her husband, thank god. The Devil isn't one to kiss and tell, but he is heartless and doesn't care for anyone's feelings, so he can utter the most hurtful, insensitive things.

"Mom, why are we here? I just need a very good explanation because a lot of things are not making sense to me. Why did you marry the Devil? Where did you even meet him?" I have asked these questions so many times before, I was younger than, maybe now she will finally give me a straight answer.

Mom sighed lightly, keeping her honeyed voice soft, "I have told you this so many times before-" I interjected sharply before she could even finish what she was saying.

"He is not who you think he is!" I lowered my voice so our conversation does not reach prying ears. "Mom, what I am about to tell you is very serious, please do not think that I am insane or suffering from hallucinations, I know what I saw. The Devil is not a man, he is not a human being, he is something else, he is not from this world, you have to get us out of this house, out of this god forsaken country, mom!" Mom did not appear to be the slightest bit shocked, after all the crazy things I said, she was indifferent. I didn't understand it.

Did she already know?

She gave me the same disquieting stare she gave me a few nights back. "Why are you looking at me like that? I am being dead serious mom, you married a vampire or a demon or something we don't know, we have to get out of here before he decides to devour us or something."

Mom took both my hands and held them to her chest. "We cannot run away, he will always be in your life, whether you like it or not. Everything will make sense to you once you are enlightened of your past. To answer your question; I married him because it was the only way I could be in your life and see you grow up-" Before she could reveal more, she was silenced by Macheno's presence and after he acknowledged her, she walked away with him, leaving me confounded.

I do not understand. I have interpreted things differently all these years, I have been thinking that she married the Devil for his money and power or that at least she married him because she loved his dark soul and thought she could change a monster's nature- I never thought of it from an angle of her being forced to marry him.

I was now even more terrified by the thought of presenting myself before the Devil. And in my desperation to avoid him, my stupidity was born. I actually thought it was wise to pull Varto to a corner and blackmail him.

"I have to go on a date with Jon tomorrow and I need you to take me to his house without my father's knowledge." I told him, the aim was to sound serious, but my tone was more on the threatening side.

"I am sorry, miss, but I cannot do that, your father will not be pleased. I am sorry." Varto somehow sympathized with me and I could not blame him for valuing his life enough not to risk angering my father, but I was not going to take no for an answer. I was desperate.

"I am the one who is sorry, Varto, but if you do not do as I say, I will be forced to reveal to my father that you were in on the attempted murder," his face paled at my words and that was exactly the kind of reaction I was hoping for, "you knew that Alessi and Debarco were planning on assassinating him, but you said nothing. I have kept quiet all these years because I actually like you, Varto, but I am desperate and if you do not help me, then I won't help you. So, what do you say, Varto? Will you help me?"

It was a very dreadful, discomfiting moment for him, but he tentatively nodded his head and said, "Yes, miss, I will try my best."

I am finally going to take Jun's advice, with how things have panned out, it is best that I get the Devil out of my system.

Part of me wanted to get back at him for sending me out of his room so coldly and that's what triggered my rebellious spirit and newfound taste in taking risks.