Married to the Devil's Son

"If you can't be kind, be quiet." 

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Zamiel had been busy the whole day taking care of and expand his business. He had to make a name for himself so he could be someone worthy of marrying a princess. 

A princess had to marry a man of either wealth, status, or both. She couldn't marry a common man. 

Establishing a business wasn't difficult, but he had to find trustworthy people to work for him. The trading of his items had already reached other kingdoms, and now he needed more people to work for him. Zamiel wanted to select the workers personally. He wasn't the type to trust easily. 

While taking care of his matters, he had felt something through the mating bond. It was a diffuse feeling, but he knew Heaven wasn't feeling well. Despite knowing that, the bond never urged him to go look for her, and Zamiel wondered why. Leaving everything else behind him, he went to see her. 

Heaven was dressed simply to not attract attention and was walking around the market with Ilyas by her side. He could tell she wasn't feeling well but now that he was closer to her the bond between them urged him to leave her alone. 

That is when he understood what was happening. Heaven wasn't feeling safe to be around him right now. It probably had to do with her constant promises that she wanted to protect him. She was still afraid of hurting him. 

Zamiel wanted to walk over and shake her. She was so stubborn, and he wished she would listen to him and trust herself around him. But he couldn't blame her when he had felt the same way before. Now, after saying goodbye to his family successfully, he rarely had any nightmares. Still, he was careful. It could all be the devil tricking him to feel relaxed and then suddenly strike. 

Before he knew his feet were taking him toward Heaven and the closer he got, the more the bond tried to push him away. The mark was all about the mate's safety and protection and right now she didn't want him around. Clenching his hands at the sides of his body, he took himself back home. The last thing he wanted was for him to be the reason she felt sick. 

If Heaven wanted to be with him, then she would have to get over her fear of hurting him. They couldn't be together this way. 

Zamiel decided to leave her alone for now and give her some time. If she didn't get over her fear until tonight and didn't come to see him as she promised, then they needed to have a serious talk. 

Going back to his business, he had to work until late at night, because he had left earlier and all that time he couldn't get Heaven out of his mind. Would she come to see him tonight? Or would she let her fear hold her back? 

Only time would tell. 

When he arrived at his home, he was so relieved when he smelled her heavenly scent that filled his home. And then there she stood in the dim light of his room, looking as tempting as always, and all the scolding he had prepared left his mind at that second. All he could say was her name and nothing else. 

What followed was his demon taking over, and he kissed her without a second word. 

Zamiel could still feel her fear sometimes while he pleasured her, but this time she wasn't pushing him away. And then she opened up about her fear to hurt him, which he appreciated, but he realized maybe he should take it a little more serious this time. She was clearly scared for a reason, and he became worried for her. 

Heaven calling her grandfather wasn't a surprise to him, but Zarin joining the devil came as a surprise. Zamiel knew that Zarin was full of hatred, but he never thought he would be such a fool to believe anything the devil promised him. That was completely reckless, and he was being self-destructive.

Zamiel knew very well what it was like to be self-destructive. He had walked that path once before, where he was completely blinded by the hatred he felt. 

Love and hate were powerful emotions. They could either save or destroy. 

Heaven's love had saved him when he thought the only way he could find peace was through his death. Even if he hated her being with Zarin, he couldn't stop her from helping someone who had been so close to her and who was in the same situation he had been in. Especially not after saying that she didn't want to upset him. 

"Heaven, you do what you feel is right. I won't be upset with you." He told her. "I will only be upset if you distance yourself from me. Don't let fear come between us." 

She looked at him in silence for a moment, and he wished he knew what she was thinking. "Alright. I won't let that happen." She spoke at last. 

"Good." He said stroking her head. Then he remembered what he had found while walking by the marked. "I have a gift for you." 

"A gift?" 

"Yes." He sat up and reached inside his pocket for a golden anklet that he bought for her after seeing it in a store. 

Heaven pushed herself up and stared at the item in his hand. 

"Let me help you wear it." He said grabbing her leg. 

Heaven watched him with a smile as he tied the anklet around her ankle. She had never worn an anklet before. It was a chain with moons and stars hanging from it. It was beautiful. 

"It is beautiful." She said touching it. "Thank you. I have never worn an anklet before because no one can see it." 

"That is why I bought it for you. It is something only I can see you wear." He said looking at her intimately, which caused her to blush. 

Then he wrapped his strong fingers around her ankle and pulled her leg, causing her to fall back in bed with a chuckle. He leaned over her and kissed her. 

"Your body doesn't need adornment, but I intend to adorn it with kisses and touches from now on." He spoke between the kisses. 

She smiled against his lips before kissing him back. "I would love to be adorned, dear husband." 

Zamiel pulled back surprised, before staring at her. She looked at him with a blush. 

"You will be adorned if you call me that from now on." He said. 

"Are you trying to bargain with me?" She asked him. 

"Yes." 

"Your are shameless." She said.

"Iit is give and take." He reminded teasingly. 

After teasing and talking for a while, she fell asleep in his arms. 

Zamiel watched her sleep peacefully while he listened to her breathing and her calm heartbeat. How he wished she could sleep like this every time. He hated that he was one of the reasons she had to worry so much. It tugged at his heart. 

Once again he found himself in a situation where he was useless. How could he protect this woman? The devil was immortal, invincible and untouchable. Even if Zamiel caused destruction, everyone would be destroyed, but the devil would still be standing. 

What could stop the devil? 

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