Demon Kissed (Cursed Angel Collection) by Michelle Madow & Cursed Angel & Charmed Legacy

Author:Michelle Madow & Cursed Angel & Charmed Legacy [Madow, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamscape Publishing
Published: 2017-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Apparently, being asked on the first Saturday-night date is a big deal—the same amount of importance is put on it as the first dance at the ball. It should mean that I’m Ezekiel’s favorite.

But the morning after the feast, the concubines have breakfast in the penthouse dining room. Maria struts in last, in a short, silky dress that clings to her body. She’s walking slowly—deliberately—as if her muscles are sore.

“Sorry I’m late.” She smirks and flips her hair over her shoulders, not sounding sorry in the slightest. “Ezekiel simply wouldn’t allow me to leave my bed this morning.”

“You saw him?” the Red girl who previously worked as a maid—Alicia—asks.

“He came to my room after dinner.” She shrugs, as if it’s no big deal, but her eyes gleam as she speaks. “So yes, I saw him. Every single bit of him. And let me tell you—he’s more delicious than I ever imagined.”

The other girls ask a million questions at once.

I just stare at Maria, a fire burning in my chest. What does Ezekiel see in her?

She couldn’t be more different from me if she tried.

“One at a time,” she says as she sits down, raising her arms into the air in an exaggerated yawn. “I’m so tired. I don’t think I got a wink of sleep last night.”

She answers each question. After listening to the play-by-play of her… bedtime adventures with Ezekiel, I’m glad he went to her suite and not mine. Because the acts she describes to us—they aren’t things people do with someone they care about. They’re carnal. Dark. Violent. And as she speaks, I notice the bruises on her body—on her wrists, her collarbones, her neck.

Those bruises weren’t there at dinner last night.

If Ezekiel has such desires that need to be satisfied, and if Maria is as happy as she sounds, then I’m glad she’s there to fulfill them.

But will he expect such things from me? Last night, he specifically said he would be “picking me up” for our date. That implies we’re going out somewhere… or at least, I assumed it did. And he’s always been a gentleman toward me in the past. He could have had his way with me in that alley, but he didn’t. No—he saved me. He was gentle. Kind.

The person Maria’s describing sounds like an entirely different man.

But I know it’s not. Ezekiel and that man are one and the same. I can’t let myself forget that.

How much longer will it be until he expects from me what he got last night from Maria?

Hopefully I’ll be able to kill him before it comes to that.

“Why so quiet?” Maria asks me with a smirk. “You don’t have anything to add to the conversation? Any of your own experiences to share, perhaps?”

My cheeks turn red, and I glance away from her, hoping one of the other girls will change the subject. Because of course I don’t have my own experiences to add. I’m a messenger angel, bound to love and worship God for my entire existence.

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