Blood of the Pure (Gaea) by Sophia CarPerSanti Read Free Book Online Page B

next day, cursing the irritating sound of the alarm clock, like any other day.
    Unable to avoid it and wishing I didn’t have to, I turned my head, my stiff neck hurting, and looked at it ... at him. His face was as close to mine as Michael’s had been, the day before, but still I couldn’t see him. Without thinking I opened my mouth and took a deep breath so I could scream, but a cold hand with long fingers silenced me, almost suffocating me to death.
    “Hush ... Since you’re going to die anyway, why not do it quietly?” he asked me in a low voice. I don’t know which startled me the most — that he could talk, that I could understand him or that his voice sounded as deep and soft as velvet. My eyes finally stopped wandering aimlessly and stared back at him. His eyes were frighteningly unreal, shining hypnotically in a violet color sparkled with red. “Hmm ... and to think that a small Human child, with no Magic whatsoever, would be able to release me from that Seal,” he mused sarcastically. I couldn’t help thinking that even with those words, his voice was really beautiful. “Nothing personal, Human. To tell you the truth, I’m even thankful. And I’m sorry I’m not the kind of being that can be evoked to fulfill your pathetic wishes. Just think of it as ... bad luck,” he added, sounding bleakly amused, and his eyes stretched out telling me that he’d probably smiled. “Your Soul belongs to me now,” he told me as he placed his other hand over my chest, crushing me against the wall. Pain shot through my ribs and I thought they were about to break. I tried to cough but I could hardly breathe, and my sight became blurry as I felt hot tears sliding down my cheeks.
    Suddenly, and to my surprise, his hands were pulled away and I could finally cough while gasping for air. I pressed the ribs that hurt and winced as my lungs burnt.
    “You!” His incredulous tone of accusation made me look up. He was holding his hand against his chest, as if he’d hurt himself, and my gaze wandered aimlessly again as terror ate at me from within. I think I saw him smile and a terrifying expression transformed his marble face. He kept his wings closed against his body and my stomach cramped, threatening to throw up my dinner. And then his fingers were holding me again, this time surrounding my neck, and I was sure that I’d just taken my last breath. “Change of plans!” he informed me and once again I became a prisoner of his crimson gaze. “I will establish a Contract with you. I will fulfill your pathetic wish. And, in return, your virginity is mine.”
    My head blocked completely and everything around me was silent. I knew he was still speaking with that cold persistent smile on his lips, but I could no longer hear him. All tension left my body and I forgot to check if I was still breathing, if my heart still beat, if I was still among the living.
    I followed his movements as he held my right hand and then leaned over my wrist, softly placing his lips against my skin. I screamed and new tears slid down my face, but I wasn’t able to even hear my own voice anymore. I knew I should have felt pain but didn’t. That body was mine but wasn’t. And, when he finally stopped talking, as if that had been the authorization my mind had been waiting for, I closed my eyes and gladly welcomed the cold silent darkness that finally enveloped me.
     

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
     

    RII
     
    – Disruption of the Aeon of Osiris. 1 –
     

    “I doubt myself and all my senses. I doubt the touch that feels his skin.
    I doubt the smell that captures his scent. I doubt the taste that savors the air around him.
    I doubt my hearing that listens to his melodic voice.
    Finally I doubt even my sight that contemplates his fascinating figure.
    I want to believe these are all illusions but the reality around me is
    undeniable and I can’t stop feeling him everywhere, and at all times.”
     
     
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