Deal With The Devil - S01 E11

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

❝The devil visits❞

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His emerald green eyes stare into my mine and I can feel how powerful his presence is. I gulp and back away. "Don't" He says. His voice alone sends shivers down my spine. What is he doing here? That question swirls in my mind and never leaves me alone. I thought he doesn't care about me and would never want to see me again after that horrible day but now he's here and I don't know why. I stop backing when he spoke and look at him with fear laced in my eyes.

He doesn't move a muscle yet I can feel how close he is and how close we are and it makes me nervous and embarrassed because I look horrible right now while even all the hairs on his head is neatly groomed and in place. Not a wrinkle on his dark blue suit. I look down at the ground, feeling nervous by his intense stare that he's giving me. "Look at me" He speaks, his voice is powerful and it's clear to me why he's called the devil. And after what he has done to me, I understand why he is the devil.

Slowly and hesitantly my eyes gaze at him and I look at everything but his eyes, the eyes that make me feel something different but I don't want to think about that or look in his eyes. People say that his glare alone can kill a person, I know it's ridiculous and strange but at this point I'll believe anything. It's not like I have anything else to believe now that I know that he's crueler than anyone I've ever met. "Do you play chess?" He suddenly asks completely out of the blue which I find rather odd.

I give him a puzzled look.

Playing with my fingers and fingernails to be doing something because I'm feeling nervous and when get nervous I need to do something with my hands. "Chess?" I choke out of me, my voice just barely above a whisper but I know he heard me because it's only the two of us here and there are no other sounds. Which is making me insane here because I'm actually in the presence of my husband, the Sebastian King and if he tries to do something to me there is nothing I can do.

He takes a step towards me and I attempt to back away but he gives me this look at says that I should stay right where I am. Another step and then another until he's so close to me that I can almost feel his breath. I cower in fear of him and try to get away but my body won't let me get away from him. My own body is failing me when I really need it the most to just run as far away from this man as I possibly can. "Yes. Do you play?" He asks again.

I nod my head, not finding my voice to speak. His hand lifts up and caresses my cheek. "Good" He says and takes another step towards me. He's so close that my body is touching his. My heart races in my chest and I have difficulty breathing normally and even being normal at this point. What is the matter with me? Oh, yeah, right forgot. I'm in the presence of the most evil man in the world who forced me to marry him and now he wants nothing to do with me or does? I can't really be sure with him, I can't read his expressions.

Before I even knew what was happening he walks past me and goes out of the kitchen while I just stand there wondering what just happened and what is going on here. "Come" He calls and like my feet disobeying my body they move to follow him without me wanting it. Staying as far away from him as I possibly can is something that I should be doing but I'm not and it angers me that my own body is failing me like this. I follow behind him to the living room, the other living room, not the one that I was in before.

I try to stay far behind him but still following him. When I'm inside it looks exactly like the other living room but there are a few things that are different. A table has been placed in the middle of the floor and everything else has been moved to the side a bit. The table is small and it only has two chairs on the opposite sides of the table. On the table is a chess board with every piece lined up in their rightful place. Sebastian sits by the black piece.

"Sit down" He orders and just like before my body fails me and I walk over there and sit down on the empty chair opposite of him by the white chess pieces. I look at him confused. Does he want to play with me? Is he serious? This is insane, he doesn't want to play with me. He should be running his businesses and doing something that he does every day. He left me alone here for a week and then he shows up and wants to play chess with me. I'm so confused and puzzled at what is going on here and I don't understand it all.

I look up at him to see that his face is focused on me. "White always begins" He tells me and gestures for me to begin. I sigh before get myself more comfortable on the chair. Looking on the board, I begin thinking. I know that I'm good at playing chess but I don't know just how good he is. I don't know his strategies and I don't know how well he knows everything or if he knows all my tricks. But, it will just have revealed itself to me. I move one piece and then look at him to see that he's planning his move. And the game begins.