Chapter 12.12

Edmond's POV

Jessa has been sleeping soundly for about I think thirty minutes now and the atmosphere in the office is very serene until a loud scream cut through the air, which makes me run into the lounge immediately.

And the view I am met with is not one I was expecting .

There on the bed is a very sweaty Jessa. Her white shirt is so wet, it seems she just had a shower with her clothes on.

Not only is she wet but she is also sweating even more profusely and looking at her, I have no doubts that she is having a nightmare.

'No, no I have nothing to give you. Leave me alone please.. I have nothing with meee.’ she screams as she thrash about in the bed, moving from left to right.

'Hey sweetie, no one is here to take anything from you. It is just you and me. I am here with you and I am not going to let any harm befall you in my presence.’ I say as I rub her arms gently, trying my best to calm her down and at the same time, wake her up from her nightmare.

'They want to take me.. Please do not let them take me. I do not have anything but they want to take me.’ she says as she abruptly sits on the bed panting and clinging to me for dear life.

'No one will take you Jessa, I am here with you and I promise to protect you. Calm down, no one will take anything from you' I tell her as I bring her close to my chest whiles I rub her back soothingly.

'If you do not mind, can you tell me how the dream was?' I ask her softly. For some strange reason, I am feeling that this nightmare of hers may be connected to the pendant of generations.

I now that I know she is the one, I think that is the only thing I can connect this dream to.

A nightmare in the afternoon?

'Um, do you think I should tell you this?’ She ask me, looking quite reluctant.

I perfectly understand her. I mean, we are literally still strangers.

‘Yes you can tell me. You can trust me with it, plus telling me will help to reduce the weight of the nightmare.’ I tell her looking at her assuringly.

I know she does not know me that much but I want her to trust me, I want her to confide in me, I want to share her burden.

All these years I have been forced to keep my space and wait for the right time.

Now that she is truly here in-front of me, now that I can touch and hold her in my arms, I am forgetting how to keep my space, I am forgetting how to keep my emotions in check, and I am definitely forgetting how to take it slow.

‘Thank you for caring and thank you also for being here with me to comfort me. I hardly know you and I cannot just tell you my stuffs.’ Jessa says stubbornly.

With the few hours I have spent with her, one thing I have noticed about her is her stubbornness. She does not relent easily.

‘Jessa, I know we do not know each-other but you can tell me. And I promise to keep my mouth shut about it.’ I tell her gently, while I stroke her hair.

She still has her head on my chest. If we were in this position under different circumstances, it would have been a dream come through and even now, under this situation, I am still feeling ecstatic to have her in my arms.

‘I understand you but why do you seem so interested in my dream? It is just some irrelevant thing. We could just forget none of this ever happened.’ Jessa continues to not relent. Ugh! This girl so more stubborn than I even thought.

‘First, you are my assistant and I have every right to see to it that you are in good health. Second, this thing has happened in my private lounge and I need to see if the problem is not from you sleeping here in my office.

Third,I care about your well-being because if you are mentally stressed, you can’t do your work efficiently and last, this will help you too. It will get things off your mind.’ I tell her still trying to convince her to tell me.

She needs to tell me.

‘I can see you will not give up until I tell you right?’ She ask as she raise her head a bit to stare at my face with a smile on her lips.

I think I have finally been able to get through her thick skin.

‘Yes, you have got that right.’ I tell her, my own smile, breaking on my lips.

‘Okay I will tell you but I want you to keep quite until I am done. Can you do that?’ She asks me.

‘Of course I can. Thanks for trusting me on this.’ I tell her as I continue to stroke her hair.

~Time Skip~

Jesse has told me all about the dream but there are some parts she says she can’t really recall and I really need to know every thing before I can make my next move.

'Forgive me' I tell her as I make my move.

Jesse's POV

'Forgive me' Edmond says and within a blink of an eye, his hot lips are on mine.

He has just kissed me? The kiss is slow and very intoxicating. His lips are so soft and gentle on mine like it is meant to kiss me solely.

Even though the kiss is intoxicating and sweet and I can’t deny I am enjoying it, I still have to ask him why he has kissed me. I do not want him to think of me as a slut who just melts in any man's arm.

If he thinks he can take advantage of me in my vulnerable stage, it is not happening.

'What's ...wa.s th.at for Mr. Matchi..ngton?' I ask Edmond between pants. His kiss was so intense that it has left me sleeping.

'I wanted to know all that happened in the room and in order for me to do that, I needed to dive into your memories.' He responds, which leaves me a little confused.

I do not believe in demons or any other evil spirit shit or else I would have thought he is one.

'What do you mean "dive in your memories?" how ca......' I ask him but he does not let me complete before he says something that almost makes me loose conciousness.

'Look, I think it is about time I tell you all that you need to know. I am a demon' Edmond says, suddenly shifting to a serious mood.

'Haha.... huh, you are kidding right?' I ask laughing but Edmond does not also laugh which almost makes me think he is being serious but as I already said, I do not believe in such things.

'I know you will not believe it but look' he says and almost immediately, standing in-front me is a very handsome yet mysterious being with feathers of different kinds of colors.

And the mysterious being is no other than Edmond, my boss.

I stare at him, my breath caught in my throat. I can’t cause my body to take in a breathe of oxygen.

'I am Azrael. I am death'' and that is all it takes for me to succumb to the darkness that has been calling onto me, it is all it takes for me to drift into the world of darkness.

Author’s note;

Thank you for reading, stay safe.