Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter For Highest Tier (July 2022)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"Anyway, I think I noticed a small, pinkish handprint on Apollyon's cheekbone and a fading large bruise on his chest when he was about to hunt you down. It surprised me that those didn't put him to sleep until the next decade."

When he noticed that Luna didn't laugh with him, Sloth stopped and masked his features into a blank.

She glowered at him.

"You--"

She raised her arm as if she was about to smack him as well but he got a hold of her hand and twirled her into a dance instead.

Luna's mouth formed into a small 'o' as Sloth spun her in place once before releasing her with a smile.

"You should look after yourself, Lune. You can't go around slapping men's handsome faces and expect them not to retaliate." He teased as his fingers clutched her hand again, hauling her out of that narrow passage.

Her brows had furrowed in protest at his statement but she still allowed him to tug her along as if she was a dog in his leash.

Luna couldn't say this out loud but she expected these men to retaliate, of course.

She wouldn't hesitate to teach them a lesson if they provoked her without any valid reason.

Anyhow, was it too late for her to say that she cared about Apollyon when Sloth suddenly brought it up?

She hadn't slapped and punched him too hard, didn't she?

Could he take the pain despite the---

Oh right.

The emerald crystals had also prevented him from using his power which included healing those injuries in a snap of finger.

If the Vampire King saw her again without her making amends over this incident, he was going to cut her head off like the last Empress he had a long time ago.

"I should go back." She said her thought out loud.

"Are you sure?" He tilted his head. "If you really want to, I wouldn't stop you if you go the second time."

Luna changed her mind as quickly, muttering, "I better not."

According to her judgement, Apollyon wasn't acting like a lustful Archdemon would.

He didn't try to kiss her or grind against her.

It felt like her husband just wanted her close enough but he didn't appear to be satisfied with talking though.

But who knew their earlier physical contact would escalate into something more... sinister?

​ Luna didn't want that to happen.

She will just be confirming Ravin and Sloth's assumptions that her husband had seduced her into having sexual congress with him to feed off her lust and make himself strong enough to escape the tower.

As she matched Sloth's pace, Luna looked over her shoulder to see if Apollyon will come bursting out the door and chase after her so that he could catch her, carry her over one shoulder and keep her in his bed.

Fortunately, there was no sign of her Archdemon husband escaping his perfect prison.

It was funny how she had imagined this ridiculous scenario earlier where she had tripped forward by herself as she ran away from him.

Her face was already planted on the floor by the time Apollyon broke the remaining manacle on his wrist.

The lustful Archdemon inside him would seize that chance to grab one slender ankle of hers and yank her backwards the way a sex-deprived criminal would.

She would do whatever it took to sink her sharp claws on the marble floor as she screamed like a banshee throughout the night.

Then, a crackle of lightning will be heard from a distance as the Vampire King punished her explicitly however he saw fit.

Shaking her head vigorously from side to side, Luna's free hand slapped her cheek to wake her up from the nightmare.

"Why are you stalling, Lune?" Sloth checked up on her when she suddenly stopped walking.

It broke her out of her reverie and she had never been more grateful for the timing of his interruption.

Her imagination was running wild.

Too wild.

"Don't worry the emerald crystals will keep him there. He wouldn't be able to bother you unless you choose to enter his room again." Sloth said between breaths as both of them began to walk faster.

It was unfortunate that they couldn't use teleportation here to get to their desired destination because it had no effect.

The Archdemon magic spell that Ravin and Sloth had religiously implemented everyday in the tower's upper level would feed from the energy that the spell caster had used and provide the tower with more strength, nullifying all kinds of demonic sorcery to keep their prisoners and most prized possessions locked in.

Obviously, this magic wouldn' t work if a divine being from the Heavenly Realms would attempt a jailbreak.

When they reached the upper landing, the careless bastard lost his balance and almost sent both of them rolling down like a pair of tumbleweeds in the desert if they weren't holding each other's hand.

She had a traumatic experience with staircases because of Apollyon's mother and she had no intention to relive that awful memory again.

It was a good thing that she was quick enough to pull Sloth back to the landing and he ended up stepping on her toe.

It didn't hurt but whether it was accidental or not, it put her in a bad mood.

"Slow down, will you?" She squeezed his hand back until she could hear his bones crack, urging to let her go.

It was an honest plead to exclude her from unnecessary mishaps.

However, Sloth was stubborn and didn't let go of her hand no matter how many times she pulled at her wrist.

He was that determined to include her in another clumsy accident.

"How did you get here, anyway?" Luna asked him as they started climbing down the circular staircase. "You shouldn't have left Leonora and Celestria at their crib."

"Rere is there to guard them. I have already put them to sleep."

If one of her Fae attendants told her that, she wouldn't bat an eyelash.

The statement sounded ominous if it came from Sloth himself.

He hummed a creepy melody along with their echoing footsteps bouncing off the walls.

"Did you use the sleeping incense again?"

"Hm."

She glowered at his back.

What was that supposed to mean?

"I told you not to use them with the babes, didn't I? Have you forgotten the time when they were asleep for five days straight?" Her voice pitch raised even higher out of concern for her children. "I thought Satan had taken them because you burned too much incense."

"I burned some lilac and sandalwood oils in the nursery room like you told me---"

"Then, you should have said so!" She cut him off.

Luna cried out her relief instead of throwing a fit.

"You didn't even let me finish what I was about to say."

"Never mind."

He almost gave her a heart attack.

"Not my fault but I'm glad you have recovered." Sloth said with sarcasm. "Just trust me on the children, will you? I have more experience of taking care of babies more than you."

"Baby monsters from Hell, you mean?"

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