Dominion

Setiment

---**Rosé"s POV:

"I wish we could be like this forever," I mutter softly as I play with his hair at the back of his head while studying his face, casually caressing his cheek down to his jawline and he does the same with me.

We're inside my office and I'm sitting on his lap sideways. He appeared in here an hour after I left home. I know he's too clingy lately but somehow, whenever he's with me, I feel relaxed especially after I was branded as his mate.  

"Well, we could...That is if you'd agree to be an immortal. When you die, it would end just like that." He retorted. 

"I have reasons..." I replied.

"Like what?" his eyes squinted in scrutiny as he asked. 

"Just reasons. Let's just leave it at that."

"You're just making me curious."

"That's one reason... to keep you interested." I winked at him before chuckling. I then peck his lips while he embraces me tightly.

"Jacob, I just wanna ask... your mission. Are you really gonna give up on it?"

"So I can be with you longer... and hell, that kid is no evil. I don't even know if he's really my brother." He answered. 

Since Gabriel's arrival in the mundane world, I left William in his care so I could manage the company that was left to me. And it feels like I'm being unfair to him because Jacob has given up on his mission just so he could stay longer here with me. He admitted that he took the mission without a choice since his old man kicked him out of hell and he will not be able to descend until he succeeded in the mission.

However, would it be really this easy?

The rival I was supposed to eliminate fell in love with me and I, in turn, had also fallen for him and he abandoned his mission just so he could be with me. Needless to say, we're on the winning side. 

"You consider him as your brother because he has the same brand as you..." I stated, caressing his cheek.

"Yeah, like the brand I gave you as my eternal mate, our father branded us as his sons. We're like the heirs of hell or whatnot."

"But Jake, if he remained good and you stay with me, then, there will be no heir. William is good and if he won't be the beast of the apocalypse, then... there would be no heir. I mean, to simply put, you've been pushed out in line for the throne because you're not able to become a full demon."

He laughs on how I had explained it as he shakes his head softly after, "Do you think I care if I rule over hell. Dominion over hell is far from what I really wanted now that I found you. And it would be my old man's problem, not mine. When he failed with me, he looked for another who could give him what he wanted. If he lost him too, I'm sure he'll look for another. What's important to me is you."

But, wouldn't that anger Lucifer?

I then felt sudden chills down my spine.

What would Lucifer do?

His two sons are leaving him behind. 

"You love me that much to leave all of it behind?" I asked.

"When did I ever say I love you?" He raised a brow.

"Right. You don't love me... I'm just a mate you'd like to f**k all the time." I scoffed.

"But I can't live without you. Isn't that enough reason for me to leave all of it behind and stay here with you?"

I'd like to hear it just once... even just once.

---**Jacob's POV:

She sleeps peacefully in my arms as I kept caressing her soft skin. The day had been long for her because I kept disturbing her work. However, she looked so beautiful and grows even lovelier as the days go by. She even looked so serene and fragile inside my arms that I would have never laid a hand on her if I was the same person when I met her. 

Even if I still crave for that that flows inside of her, I would never hurt her again. 

But all of a sudden, I felt a presence inside the room and at the same, my nose is being filled with a foul, burning smell that has engulfed the air... this is a familiar smell.

"What are you doing, Jacob. You've hated humans yet you made one your mate?"  That familiar voice echoed in my head which made me roll my eyes.

"What do you want, old man?" I asked, keeping my gaze at sleeping, Rosé.

"What do you mean old man? I am you, but the rational one."

"Whatever..." I scoffed.

"I've been watching you, son..." he said as he completely changed the way he talked.

"Tsss... pervert," I smirked, then he started laughing loudly at the back of my head.

"I shouldn't have let you into this mission. Your incompetence is the most stressing."

"Right... you shouldn't have." I retorted, shaking my head softly as I smile at her in my arms.

"That girl you're cradling in your arms-" He started... Right then, I knew he'd be threatening me and he will use her against me for abandoning my mission. It is why I had branded her, thinking ahead that she will be in danger because of what I did.

"Touch her and I'll come down there myself to rip your wings off your filthy back," I growled.

"Hahaha I don't believe your petty threats. You're weak now son! How long have you been holding on to that unquenchable thirst at the back of your throat?" He asked.

"Let me back to hell so we'll see who's weak." I threatened.

"You love her that much to the point that you marked her for protection from other demons, protection from me?"

"Tss... when have I thought of love? I've never thought about it...not once." 

"Liar, you love her and you know it. Leaving you in the mundane world has really made you weak. If you we're a full-blown demon, everything would be easy for me."

"Then do it on your own. You don't need me."

"I have my ways, son... soon, you'll forget that cheap sentiment you've been denying. Soon, you'll see your real self... and soon, all of it will be mine."

"Uhuh... whatever you say, old man." I scoffed and after a brief moment, his presence was gone.

My eyes have never left her the entire time. If I was the same as I was before, it would've hurt my ego as a demon to be called weak especially by him. I would've proven myself better than any prince of darkness there were in all the circles of hell.

If I was the same as before, I would've just f****d her and drink her dry like the others before her. I would've only cared for my desire.

But it's not the case this time. I've changed and I don't mind it as long as she will accept me.

I've never shown her goodness ever since we met yet she accepted me. I was arrogant, rude and uncouth towards her yet she, she showed me kindness.

How is it that there's a human who existed like her?

I've thought these mundane beings are all the same, but there were an exceptional few.

Love... a cheap sentiment, he says.

Truth is, I am afraid to love. I'm afraid that she's gonna stab the same as that someone I once loved. I swore that that would be the last time I'll ever feel love for another.

But, here she is.

"Am I really in love with you, huh? Roseanne Richards?" I asked, poking her cheek lightly with my index and it sunk softly on her skin which made me smile unknowingly.

Suddenly, she snuggles closer to me, wrapping her arm around my sides and buries her face on my chest while her head rests still on my arm.

"Jacob..." she mutters as she sniffles my chest. She's still asleep but she knows I'm here.

I would always be here.

"I love you." She mutters again. Every night, in her sleep, she mutters these words 

I embraced her as I fill my nose with the scent of her hair, closing my eyes and savors the moment even if tomorrow we would still be sleeping beside each other.

"I love you too," I replied softly and for the first time, not because of hunger or weakness, I've drifted to sleep somehow, I felt like being born again... somehow, I'm human again as she embraced me warmly.