Chapter 12 Taken

It was at that moment that Mira got to look at him in the face. His brow had already contorted a frown which made him look more scary and intimidating. This was the Alvarez she knew -- a disgusting old man with beards and a bulging stomach and a facial expression that doesn't seem to smile at all. He looked worse to her even with the black suit that he was putting on -- what more can be said, he was just a devil in black.

"I am really not a patient person, Princess." His voice deepened, petrifying her the more to her bones. "The more you comply and act accordingly, the better for you. I have no intentions of hurting you. I never hurt my women unless they request it. So now tell me, Princess. Would you like for me to hurt you?." He asked in a calm but cold tone.

"No." She replied abruptly.

"Good." He whispered. "Now that's a good girl talking." He said, as his eyes traveled down her body hungrily. "Hmm..." He hummed excitedly. "I can't believe that all these will be mine. I can't believe that you'll be mine." His fingers left her jaw and began to trail her neck and then down her chest.

On feeling his irritating touch on her chest, she shivered, her body shook and her breathing became ragged.

"Shh... Calm down, Princess. After all you'll be mine. You know how I adore virgins and seeing that you are one, I can't just help but crave for you. You are all I need right now to cool down." He said. "It wouldn't be so bad if I have the cake now, you know." He grinned and this time, Mira was now feeling very uncomfortable. She shifted as he tried to touch more sensitive places and in a bid for him not to notice her discomfort, she spoke up.

"Umm... Wait... I think you should wait. The cake will be yours in no distant time and the ceremony is just a few minutes away. After that will be the wedding night and then you are free to do whatever you wish to do." This was her own way of preventing him from proceeding with what he wanted to do and she could only pray that it works.

"Wedding night..." He scoffed. "This is night already and besides, who brought this rule about eating cake after the rites. That is utter rubbish if you ask me. I am King Alvarez, the king of Divaria kingdom. I don't go about following some stupid rules. I make the rules. I am the rules. So Princess, do not worry about any stupid rules about eating the cake before the wedding. You are my cake and I want you now." He pushed her lightly and she lay flatly on the bed with fear in her eyes.

What she thought was a joke initially turned out to be a full fledged reality. Before she could even ascertain what was happening, he started to undo his belt. Just when he wanted to climb on top of her, she pushed him to the side and managed to escape from him.

She finally left the room and that was how the ruckus about finding her started.

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BACK TO THE PRESENT...

And that was how it all happened for her. Mira... That was how it started and how she found herself in the bed of a stranger -- all this was in a bid to get away from Alvarez. Was this truly an escape? Could she really call this an escape when she was still in the confines of his hotel? What if they were still looking for her? No, what if they find her? Where would she go from there? And to think that the strange man who claimed to be the son of Satan refused to do her bidding by sleeping with her, at least it would have made things easier for her.

Alvarez loved virgins and he would be angry to the bones if he found out that she was no longer a virgin. He would no longer be interested in getting married to her and that was why she insisted that Devile take away her virginity. Too bad for her that he refused as she knew that in no distant time, she would get caught.

Hordes of thoughts flooded her mind and soon after that, she drifted and fell asleep.

A few hours later and it was dawn. Mira hadn't even noticed that it was dawn yet as she continued to wile away on her bed tossing from side to side. She had been so exhausted with all the fuss that she passed through the previous night that she decided to rest some more.

Prior to this time, the housekeeper had already come in and started her work. Devile on the other hand stepped out not quite long ago. As the housekeeper cleaned and arranged the house, with a heavy push, some men barged into the room scaring her. Fear gripped her as she shifted to the side but she was not the one that they were there for and so they kept looking around the house.

These were Alvarez's men -- they had gotten an info that she ran inside the executive suite and this was made known by the aid of a CCTV camera. They finally traced the suite and found out that it was a suite belonging to Devile but Alvarez didn't seem to care. All he wanted was his bride. He wanted Mira.

Mira was still sleeping comfortably when she felt forceful hands drag her out of the bed. She woke up and screamed her lungs out but nothing happened instead she was carried out of the place like a lost but found criminal.

Some moments later, Devile walked into his suite with Tom and noticed an unusual feeling. As he stood there in the parlor dressed in a black suit, his mind went straight to Mira, the girl he accommodated in his room the night before, then he turned his eyes towards the cleaner and he could sense fear in her eyes. It was at that moment he knew that something had gone wrong. Without bothering to inquire from her, he walked straight to the room and found out that she was gone. The sheets... They were rumpled and it didn't look as though she left on her own. He was the devil's son after all. He knew these things.

"Sir...'' said a female voice from behind him. It was the housekeeper. "It happened so fast. They dragged a young woman out of this place forcefully. I don't know who they are but looked big and scary."

Devile said nothing but grit his teeth in anger. He didn't really care about the young lady in question as he didn't know her that much but only helped her but he was more offended at the fact that people barged into his house without his permission.

"How dare they?! They had the guts to barge into my suite and take someone from under the roof that I paid for. I will make them pay for it. I'll make her mine." He concluded sternly.