Into The Devil’s Heart

Cannon carries her into the bath, as compared to the last time she wasn’t that weak. He places her into the bathtub and lets the water fall on her body.

Audrey looks like a lamp that has been placed on a wide and asked to speak for her kind. Her face was crimson red, she didn’t dare look at him.

How can she when she is just doing something nasty with him? She can recall the scene, the way she was crying out while pulling him closer.

Never in her entire life has she thought or would have believed she, Audrey would one day feel so much pleasure doing something so nasty yet amazing?

Cannon grabbed the soap and was about to apply it to her body when she stopped him.

“I can do it,” her voice was soft. She wasn’t telling him but rather, she was begging him to give in.

A frown appears on his face as he stares at her for a long time, he isn’t mad or offended.

He was surprised at himself, how he suddenly became so caring to the point he decided to bathe her without a second thought.

He let out a sigh of defeat, so much as he thought he was at the top, she somehow made him bend to his knees without saying a word.

He knew he was slowly losing himself to her and he didn’t want that but there was absolutely nothing he could do… Wait! There is something he can do, and that’s to use her once and for all and move forward with his mission.

But how can he when he is pure lusting over her angel-like body? When his sinful self fines do much pleasure in tainting her innocence and purity?

He places the soap on the bathtub and walks to the shower. The cold water came falling on his body.

Audrey was left dumbfounded as she stared at him in admiration. She always knows he has a good body, she’s seen it but today feels so different.

It’s like his body grew from perfection to super perfection. She was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice him staring.

“Like what you see?” He voiced out with a slight smile on his lips.

“Huh?” She blinks, trying to bring herself back to the present.

“Drooling over me?” He asked again.

Audrey almost choked up with her saliva, “no,” she quickly denied.

Cannon frowns, “no?” He didn’t like the fact she said she wasn’t drooling over him. Though he knew she was lying, he so much wanted to hear her voice out of her mind.

“No… My god! Not that, I mean I love your body, no, I mean… It’s good, like a perfect work of art” she stutters and lets out a sigh, lowering her head in embarrassment.

She couldn’t believe she just blurted out that she loved his body. So embarrassing.

“In simple words, you are lusting over me?” He raises a brow.

Audrey’s mouth drops, she doesn’t know if she is lusting over him.

“There is no way I can lust over him right? Was just simply admiring” she thought silently to herself.

She didn’t respond, there was no way she would accept it.

When she saw him take a step closer, she hugged her knees. ” I wasn’t lust, I was just simply admiring ” she explains.

Cannon hummed in response and stood before her. ” You can as well feel it, ” he enters the bathtub and makes himself comfortable.

Audrey didn’t move, she was scared. Not like he will hurt her or anything but being in the same tub with him was just so uncomfortable.

He reached for her hand and pulled her, she was trying to resist but stood no chance to his strength. She ended up crashing against his chest, and to top it all, her stomach was on his member, she could feel it budge up and down

“You smell so good, bunny,” he said and brushed her hair behind. He could see her beautiful sets of black eyes under her long lashes. They were as beautiful as the night sky, with shiny sparks of light emitting like the little stars.

He trails down her cheeks to her chin and pulls her head upward. Their noses brush against each other, “sweet!” He whispers. His tomb brushed against her parted lips.

Audrey thought he would kiss her, she was anxiously waiting for it but it never came. Instead, he helps her sit up straight and walk out of the tub, leaving the room.

She stares at him confused, not knowing why he suddenly left without kissing her.

With no other choice, she quickly rinsed off her body before leaving the bath.

She steps out of the room all dressed in a ripped tank top and a trouser. She looks beautiful in the casual wear. Her hair was nicely tied up in a bun with a few strands falling to her face.

She was about to go down for dinner when she caught sight of someone or rather something disappearing into the dark corridor.

Curious to know, she quietly followed whoever it was. It leads her to a room, almost like the dungeon but only this one was less mysterious.

She quietly enters the room, her heart is beating uncontrollably yet, she hasn’t given up.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

So like her, always wants to know everything even those things that don’t concern her. She closes the door behind her and turns around. The room was dark, very dark and she could hardly locate her steps.

The was a light peeking forward, she followed it. Deep down, she was dying of fright yet her legs kept on carrying her forward and deeper into the unknown place.

“You deserve something worse than death” She heard a voice say inside the dark room. The voice sounded so familiar, yet the maniacal tone coming from it made her even more scared.

She leans against the wall and peeks into the slightly bright room, her eyes widen at what she sees.

Baston was hugged up straight with chains around his wrist, he looked like someone who hadn’t eaten for days.

Cannon stood before him with hands immersed in his trousers, he looked so dangerous and deadly.

“So much as I would’ve loved to spare you, I won’t… It will only make you worse” he walks to the desk next to him and picks up a spear-like knife.

Audrey was so scared that he was going to kill Baston, regardless of what happened she just couldn’t sit back and watch him.

“No!” She yells, she is now standing at the door staring at them with teary eyes.

Cannon was surprised to see her and so was Baston.

“Don’t kill him please!” She begs. It has been a tough chat with Baston but to say he has always been there to keep her company was enough to keep her alive and kicking while she struggled with her life.

“What are you doing here?” Cannon asked, with a frown.

Audrey didn’t respond and kept on begging, “It was all my fault, I chose to run away, he had no idea… Don’t kill him please, I swear to never pull such a risky play, and to always sit by your fit anytime you relax at the chimney site” she didn’t know what she was saying, all she knows is she is trying to sway him from ending Baston’s life.

“I will massage you as long as you want, and make you coffee… I can cook for you too” she proposes, “just don’t kill him, please” She falls to the ground feeling guilty that Baston is about to die all because of her selfishness.

She doesn’t know if she will be able to take it knowing she is responsible.

“You know you are mine, and all those things I can have them as long as I please!” He reminds her that she belongs to him and needs no permission to do anything.

Audrey gulps down, speechless on what to say next that will change his mind.