Captured alive by the devil, I would rather die than submit

Goloy clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, then breathed a sigh of relief and stroked the bangs that were loose in front of his eyes.

"What? Jealousy? Then let me tell you, I want to marry her and make her a magic princess!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people below immediately exploded. Even the other Dipalona and the other two lords were stunned. They might think that they heard it wrong, or they might think that the devil king would not say such words in the palace of the devil city.

When I reacted, I felt a warm and sinful breath running through my whole body. His arms were tight like iron chains, making it impossible for me to break free. His lips were hot and extremely dry. It would be better to say that his whole body was full of strength. To be honest, he has everything a male should have. In the hell where power is supreme, this gives him many rights...

The purest sinful spirit from his heart soaked into every vein of mine. Although he was very manic, he did try to soften this behavior, perhaps because he realized what he had done...

When he let me go, our lips were wet with each other...

What happened after that is irrelevant. I ask for the judgment of my soul. I have offended the most sacred and natural thing. I should obey God’s words. If God thinks my crime like this is the most depraved behavior, then I also agree that I should be punished most severely for committing such a crime.

I know, desire covers my eyes, but once the desire is gone, endless regret will tear me apart, I hate demons, I hate them all, but the more sensitive I am, the more painful the sting of guilt...

The warm water washes my body, but it cannot wash away my tainted soul. I am waiting, God will bring retribution, the devil will be judged, and I will be judged...

Chapter 9. Night of Hell

After coming out of the bathroom, I went back to the bedroom. I lived in an independent high tower of the Demon Palace, alone, and at this moment, I felt hopeless.

I sat in front of the dressing table and stared at myself in the mirror, as if all this was meaningless, I just felt cold and lonely.

There was nothing I could do about it but to endure and fight tenaciously. The whole world was plunged into a dark void. I lost touch with heaven. The whiteness of my body was fading. I despised the whole picture.

I picked up the comb on the table and combed my long hair hesitantly.

I hated the devil deep down in my heart, hated the devil, and when I thought about that scene at the dinner party, my heart became more sad. At this moment, my heart was sealed in this environment of guilt and ridicule. I felt that I had a loving heart full of kindness, and that's how I saw myself.

But in the mirror, the lamentation and hatred that shone in my eyes denied me the idea of ​​myself...

What can I do in the days to come? Although Goloy promised me that as long as I help him, he will let me go back to heaven, but... he actually did such an insult to me, and I even felt that my only hope was gone.

I came to the window and looked up at the sky of hell, the scarlet sky and the white moon. The moon seemed mysterious, pale, like a pool of stagnant water. I couldn't escape this menacing moonlight, just like I couldn't escape the devil's clutches. I couldn't even commit suicide.

The moon was like a demon, glowing with white light triumphantly, laughing at me arrogantly.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door. The footsteps started to be hurried, but as they got closer, the footsteps slowed down more and more, until finally they stopped in front of the door.

I stared sideways at the door of the bedroom. After a long time, the door was slowly pushed open, and the person who walked in was none other than that damned devil king.

He pushed open the door and leaned his upper body in. After seeing me, he shifted his eyes to the ground with some shame, then walked in, turned and closed the door.

I didn't speak, but looked at him plainly.

He rubbed his hands, lowered his head and walked slowly towards me.

"Are you... all right?" He whispered as he approached me.

"What do you think."

"I'm so sorry," he said with a sigh.

"Do you know what you did?" I whispered in despair.

"I know, and I also know that you hate me to the core. I know the consequences of doing such a thing to an angel. You are all guys with high self-esteem."

I don't know what to say to him, I don't have the strength to be angry with him, and I don't want to argue with him.

"I was a little impulsive..."

"I don't understand, if you didn't capture me, how would you explain to those demons."

Hearing my words, Goloy raised his head at once, stared at me for a moment, and then said: "Well... I said that according to the secret information, the angels are ready to counterattack and regain the territory, but if you are here, I can just make up nonsense, because there is really an angel in hell, and the devil will take it seriously."

I turned my head to look at the moon in the sky again. The moon was trembling. It was fragile, but it was not destroyed. It was struggling, but it was not broken. The moon in hell is a very strange existence. In hell, there is only night but nothing. The day, which seemed to be struggling blindly, gradually became more and more intense, and the moon once again showed its strength, showing that it was inviolable.

"You are the devil king, why should you be so humble to me, kill me, and your dignity will not be hurt again."

"Don't say that, I don't want to kill you, don't look at me attacking you, but in fact, I am very peace-loving."

I turned my head to look at him, and he smiled wryly at me.

"It sounds weird, but I'm really a peace-loving person."

"Are you really going to marry me?" I asked.

"Eh? Ah...you said that...will you marry me?"

"I don't want to." I blurted out.

"Then I won't marry you." Goloy said seriously.

I didn't answer, Goloy spread his hands in a daze, and then sat on the bed covering his head. He bent his back and stared at the ground, as if he was thinking about something.

"I know you're wondering why I did this and did such an outrageous thing."

"Not very curious, you demons are all bad guys."

"I don't know what to say, it's all the fault of Dipalona, ​​who told her to be angry with me."

"do you like her."

"No! Of course not, I hate her to death, you don't know what she did." Goloy raised his head and shouted to me.

"What did she do?"

"I don't want to talk about this. I just came to apologize. I want you to know that although I am the devil king, I will not force people who don't love me to marry me. If I really did this, would I still be single now? As early as the day I became the throne, I married a group of young girls, although all the girls in hell are willing to marry me."

I walked up to him, stood there, looked at him and asked, "Will you really let me go back to heaven?"

"If you really want to help me," he said, looking up at me.

"Then what if I don't help you do what you want."

"This... I didn't think about it. I never thought that what I thought would succeed." He shrugged and said. "Maybe I'll let you go back to heaven. After all, I don't have the need to kill you. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I hate killing." He straightened up and said with folded arms.

"Hate killing?"

"Well, I hate killing people, and everyone is having fun mating...ah...I mean...**...not...that...make friends, yes, it's good to make friends, why don't you look at me like that."

"Then why are you still attacking us?"

"Because, I want a longer-term peace. Do you believe it?" He leaned back, leaned his arms on the bed, looked at me and asked.

I closed my eyes and knelt on both sides of his body. Goloy loosened his arms, and I rode on him and pushed him down on the bed.

"Eh?! What are you going to do?"

"Do not talk."

"Oh! Did you forgive me, were you impressed by my handsomeness and sincerity?"

"To shut up."

"Yes……"

I leaned over him lightly, and put a hand on his chest. That was the first time I felt the devil's heartbeat...

In the darkness, a faint ray of light was stirring, and the confused and faint ray of light danced and gathered together. Like the moon in the night sky, the weak ray of light gathered tenaciously together, gaining life again, and the darkness disturbed them again, and the immortal light gathered again...

They are beating, I have never felt such a powerful heart, those rays of light were scattered by the invasion of darkness, fled in panic, and then tenaciously exuded their own vitality, the beating became more and more violent, the rays of light expanded and became brighter...

Struggling, the faint fire is struggling.

I opened my eyes and looked at Goloy in front of me. His eyes were wide open, as if he was holding his breath. I slowly straightened up, brushed a few strands of hair hanging from my ears behind my ears, and then retreated to the ground.

"That's the end? Is there nothing more exciting?" He shouted puzzled.

"I believe you. Maybe, as a devil, you do have a little kindness in your heart."

"Is there only a hint of kindness? Is this a good word or a bad word?"

"In short, I will help you. Although I hate you very much, if I can really achieve long-term peace, I will do my best."

Goloy jumped to his feet. "Then you forgive me for my previous actions?"

"Probably..." I said, turning around.

"Yeah, it's really better to be an angel, much better than those succubi, ah, don't let my demon maids know about this."

Why is the ruler of hell so strange? I peeked at Goloy behind me. He had neither the majesty and mystery of a god, nor the brutality and ferocity of those demons in my impression. He was even willing to apologize to me. I really didn’t understand what he was thinking.

"If there is nothing else, let's do this first..." I whispered.

"Are you in a hurry to drive me away? Don't you want to talk anymore?"

"Do not want to."

"What a heartless angel, she obviously just fucked me."

"Go? What do you mean?" I turned around and asked suspiciously.

"That's... the meaning of criticism." He pinched his waist and said. "Yes, criticism, you just criticized me, in the words of the devil, you just fucked me."

"Is that so..."

"Yes, I hope you can fuck me more in the future."

What a strange devil, does he like being criticized so much?

"I would love to," I said.

What, that strange smile is really uncomfortable.

"Okay, then I'll go first, you go to bed early too." After finishing speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, can I give you a hug before I go?"

"why?"

"Because I want to sleep with the scent of an angel, so that when I play games with those little succubus later, I can fantasize about it."

"go out."

I really don't know whether such a demon king is lucky or sad for the demons and heaven.

Chapter 10. The Succubus Maid in the Night

I lay in bed, wrapped myself in a cup, closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep so I could escape these trivial things, why am I still alive, am I really proud of myself being captured in my heart?Maybe there is a point, I can be in hell with the posture of a pure angel, I may be the first among angels, recalling the expression of Goloy, the kindness and mischief in his heart are even a little charming .

I can't think about that bastard, he is the devil, all demons are nothing in front of him, he conquered hell in a brutal way, and he treats heaven in the same way, you can't have illusions about him just because of a little kindness, and you must always be ready to die.

I closed my eyes tightly and immersed myself in the darkness of myself. I was using this humble look of a lost dog to cover up my cowardice. Maybe Goloy has already seen through my timidity under the surface. Maybe this kind of cover-up is not aimed at women , but for the domineering and hypocritical men.The inner arrogance of this lowly villain is unchangeable, which makes men especially despise him. His appearance itself is an offense to respectable men, no matter how elegant he is.

Slowly, my body became heavier and heavier, and I felt more and more weak and tired. I didn't want to struggle anymore, my mind was empty, and I began to let my consciousness sink...

In hell, my dream was icy cold, with only inexhaustible fire and endless stagnant water. I stood there in a daze, eager to be redeemed.

I don’t know how long it took before a warm breath wrapped around my body. It was the breath of life, the hot anger from the depths of my heart. I was completely conquered by this breath, it made me vulnerable Like a child, he completely surrendered himself to this scorching breath.

……

When the cold dream was broken, the hot air pierced every pore of my body like needles, and I had to return to the dark reality from the dream to face the harsh environment of hell.

But when I opened my eyes, I couldn't move my body, as if I was firmly pressed down by something. When I regained a little consciousness and looked for the source of my discomfort, I was stunned by the scene caught by my sight.

She lay on my chest, and turned her beautiful face to me weakly, her light blue hair was loose, and her lovely and beautiful face was soaked in sweat, the most tender and distressing face.

She looked at me with half-closed eyes, that begging look...

Finiseli tore her soft veil to nothing, and the maid's outfit was pulled back to her waist, slowly slipped down her legs, and fell to the ground. I was stunned, not because I was offended by Finiseli's unexpected behavior, but because I was attracted by the beauty of the succubus. I never thought that these demons would have such a heart-pounding jade body.

She seems to be immersed in sleep, her attention is erratic, her eyes are looking at me dully, but she looks so soft that I can't make any resistance, her lips are full of blood, and her loose hair is silvery under the moonlight.

For such a scene, people's reaction should be very simple, but I can't do it. Maybe other people don't care about this kind of thing, but my weakness and angel's innate longing for beauty make me at a loss. What I just experienced made me even more scared. Should I yell and push her away?Or do some other reactions... For a moment, my head went blank. Finiseli completely discarded the last piece of clothing that covered her fair body, and showed herself in front of me. Is she a demon... I even want to ask myself like this...

Maybe it's because I still maintain a male heart, so I feel more at a loss for such a scene...

"Finiseri, why are you..." She sat on my body, leaned down slightly, and pressed her index finger on my lips.

I stared at her with wide-eyed eyes, Finiseli's index finger slid to my side gently, her warm palm held my side face, and then her left hand gently held my wrist, pulling my puppet-like hand up.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and put her lips on my fingers, smelling, licking, and playing with my hands like a hungry beast. The tip of her warm tongue gently slid across my palm to the fingertip of her index finger. Finiseli slightly opened her lips, and wrapped her lips around my index finger. She seemed to be enjoying something, and when I touched the sharp teeth in her mouth, she suddenly twitched. Immediately withdrew his hand.

"Miss... are you afraid?" Finally, she spoke.

"You, what do you want to do." I subconsciously covered my chest with both hands, frowning and asked nervously.

"Serving you..."

Fine Seri leaned down slowly, and put her palm lightly on my abdomen. In an instant, a force bound me tightly, and my body froze immediately. She raised her head, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she smiled. It was the smile of a devil. Although it was branded with the mark of a devil, it was as pure as an angel.