Untainted Possession of The Tainted Angel

Chapter 29: His Nightmare

“Why are we here?” Damien asked.

Eyeing the environment; he spots an old lady in the corner of the room. She was strapped to a metal chair while her face isn't clear due to the disheveled hairs.

“We are here… because I want you to.” Tasha stated; approaching him with a cat-walk.

He gulps hard trying to be attentive at the matter, rather than her.

“Who is she?” he lifts his chin; points to the woman whose ears now perked someone mentioning her.

As if on cue; she starts wailing… asking for her to free her. Her condition distraught that held his eyes on her. He cannot make out what was going on. Nor can he take up her aura.

“Ignore her.” Tasha’s unfazed behavior, takes him aback.

“No, Tay. I need to know first what’s happening here.” He asks softly.

Tasha was now close to him. Their faces inches apart as she grabbed his tie and pulls him down. Damien couldn’t help but feel aroused. He already was but these things were triggering him.

Their nose touches and Tasha lingers her fingers on his lips, teasingly. His breath sucked in; his eyes observing her intently.

“Help me with her.” she whispers but it’s only heard by him; making him confused all the more.

“H-how?” he stutters when her other hand was on the bulge that was so prominent.

She giggles before she turns him around and pushes him on the bed. He startles but props on his elbow as she bits her lip and sprung on him. He let out a cry when she lands on his lower belly.

Even before he could have deciphered her plan; Tasha placed her hand on his chest, keeping him in place. He groans as she attacks his neck and chest; driving him crazy. Their pleasure was interrupted by a snarl next to them but she didn’t stop.

However, Damien’s eyes snapped in its direction to find the woman glaring at them. Her fists were clenched and her teeth gritted. She was growling deep in her throats which were noticed by Damien.

Curious, he lifts his head in its direction; watching her carefully. Sparks like fire inflicted as she closed her eyes shut—as if trying her best to control herself. His eyebrows crunched until a slender icy-chilly finger touched his chin. His head forced to look straight into the onyx eyes of Tasha.

“Focus, love.” She says seductively and he is once again pulled back into the sea of lust.

Her head lowers, trailing kisses down to his chest to the belly before encircling his mammilla with her tongue. He grunts in pleasure as he tightly holds her waist; digging nails into her cold body.

Tasha smiles at the effect and continues her ministrations till she reached his waist. Her fingers teasingly hovered around his warm skin and moans in anticipation. A weird smirk on her face like she knows what she was doing.

Damien, unable to hold it any longer… pulls her up and grabs her face before smashing his lips onto her. His lust overpowering as he aggressively kissed her. She felt lack of oxygen but doesn’t push him away. They cherished exploring each other’s body with their hands.

Everything around them faded as their tongues danced together, lips brushing against the other and hands cupping their breasts and manhood; squeezing them and stroking them fondly.

Out of blue; there was a loud crash right beside them and they pulled away. Damien’s eyes were wide but Tasha was calm with a sweet smile on her face.

His head turned to the other side and found the woman hovering over the chair. Her hands were made of brass and her hairs replaced by venomous snakes. She had fangs! Her eyes red while her face distorted like received a blow—a gnash on her left cheek; giving her a scary look. Her skin was scaly like a snake and there were several snakes around her waist.

The straps were broken as she heaved in anger. Her eyes solely on Damien who to be said was stunned; was an understatement.

She growled before lurching at him but instantly, another figure swooshed in between them. Tasha tilted her head to the right and laughed wryly.

Her palms, gripped the woman’s wrist; slowly twisting it around, deliberately.

“So, finally you decided to show.” Tasha grinned in amusement.

Damien was scared for her. Although, Tasha was scary herself but she was seductress whereas, the other woman looked disgusting. He isn't aware of her abilities and powers so; it was natural for him to be concerned about his girl.

Nonetheless, Tasha didn’t seem to be giving it a care as she twisted her arm in a sudden sharp movement. To her surprise, the lady clenched her hands and it captured Tasha’s fingers between her grips. The brass hand was ready to squeeze Tasha’s hand but couldn’t. She received a fatal blow of fire from Tasha making her arch back, painfully. It angered the woman who hissed in pain. Her snakes flew from her waist; attacking Tasha.

Those were turned to ice and fell down the ground. Instantly, their eyes turned away and found the more depressing surrounding. It was Vincent!

His jaw clenched as he growled loudly. Taking the chance; Damien threw his energy of hatred towards the woman which coincidentally merged with the powerful blow of Tasha’s cold blow. The energy ball increased ten folds as the heat was scorching hot. The woman winced when it hit her right through her chest.

Her writhing groans echoes their ears as the energy enveloped the woman who now ended up taking another form. A female!

A scared, wailing woman with emerald eyes and blonde hair. Face and figure of a model but… extremely glowing.

“Rachel!” Damien whispered in disbelief.

He felt the shock of his life. How could it be happening? He thought things were done back then but when he faced her… he is sure, there will be many other things from the past that will come biting him in the ass.

He should have not ran away from them, rather faced them! He feels he had failed. He thought things were clear when he brought her back but now… with the return of Rachel; he doubts it, highly!

What more? He’s curious as to what made Rachel turn into such a monster. Last time, she was still a human but then again, it wouldn’t have mattered if not for Tasha’s involvement in this whole ordeal.

Does it indicate the arrival of new problems? Is she really safe here, with me? I hope I am not putting her in a danger or I won’t be able to survive. Hell! This is all because of me and my stupidity. I shouldn’t have fallen for Rachel before and she wouldn’t have come knocking on my door, Again!

“f**k!” he curses when all eyes snaps to him.

The colder and fiery gaze from Vincent made him shudder.

“I’d love to.” Tasha whispers under her breath but they heard it, clearly.

It makes his eyes bulged out and for the first time, he feels shy while Vincent couldn’t believe his ears.

A smirk plasters his face as he eyes her up and down.

‘Surely my baby girl had turned naughty now… I like it!’

Tasha’s eyes snapped to his and winks at him, making him stunned. She giggles before turning to face Rachel who was still weeping like a kicked puppy.

“Who sent you?” She asks while Rachel ignores.

“My patience’s thin, woman.” Tasha warns as Rachel eyes her.

She has changed! It was Rachel’s first thought.

She is young, determined, confident, fearless and powerful—everything which she lacked before. Not just that, her dark humor and the naughtiness, seductress side was on.

There were not those brown familiar orbs but onyx crystal shining black eyes. Her face as white as a piece of paper with tinge of hue (red-yellow and orange); shone like a burning fire. Even her hairs were black and long like Rapunzel; floated in air like a real serpent. She is scary but seductress. The power in her eyes drown people into them as if calling them in… to submit but Rachel quickly turns away to break the hypnotism.

“I don’t want to repeat.” Tasha’s melodic voice came out lazily.

Rachel cannot help but recall how she and Damien were entangled and lost into each other just few seconds ago. Enraged, she leaps on to her but was instantly pushed back making her frame hit the invisible wall.

*Thud*

Since she is still in her human form, she felt the pain surging through her entire body. In the next moment, an ice-cold palm wraps around her throat and she was lifted up.

“Don’t do that, again Rachel. If you want to stay alive.” Damien warns her with such a strong feeling of hatred that Rachel ends up crying.

Frustrated, Damien pushed her down and let her fall before he turns his back to her.

“I still love you, Damien! I really do and I am here to get you back.” Her words froze Damien in his place as his worst nightmare of losing Tasha kicks in.

He shakes his head in disbelief; hoping this was all a lie. He cannot let this happen. Vincent’s face twists in anger watching him stand like dumb while Tasha stayed there as calm as a river.

He watch Damien rush to Tasha and holds her protectively.

“Go away, Rachel! This will be the last warning.” He hissed at her but Rachel looked frantic.

How dare he touch another woman in front of me? He had been mine! –Rachel wonders.

“Leave her alone, Damien. You will need someone else… eventually.” She laughed in victory as Damien’s face lost its color.

Realization dawns upon him. She isn't here for me but for Tasha. She is here to kill Tasha! Stumbling, his grip on Tasha increases; determined to never let her go this time; whatever it takes!