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Maya POV
"Who am I?" I kept gazing at him and pointing the knife I was carrying at him, asking the demon god rhetorically.
He gave the guard at the door a sharp glare and commanded, "Get me the doctor."
The guard immediately departed and returned with the doctor.
As soon as the doctor entered the room, he answered, "Yes, my lord, you called." He had a composed look which made me to feel at ease a bit but then it all heightened again as I glanced at the demon god once more.
He is a middle-aged man, and I felt at home with the way he was looking.
Unlike the demon god, whose energy contained everything negative, he didn't scare me.
"Very carefully examine her, especially upstairs!" The demon god rolered. As soon as the doctor leaned in closer, I was confused.
My garment was halfway over my shaking feet, which I managed to hide, and I said, "Stay away, or else you will get hurt."
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, there was a cracking bang and the knife I was holding fell. The demon god's eyes were scorching like a lava as I looked up.
"Follow the directions or you'll end up injured instead." The demon god menacingly appeared, and I promptly followed the doctor's instructions.
He tested me with his eyes for a few moments before stopping suddenly.
She had become forgetful, my lord. She doesn't remember anything, the doctor said to the demon god, as I heard.
"All right, you can now depart from us," answered the demon god.
The doctor walked away from us without looking back. His appearance screamed dread, and I felt a cold shiver down my spine, wondering what he could do next. But deep down, I knew that he was all I had ever desired.
The demon god approached me and said, "I think I like the new you more than the former one."
I continued to slowly retreat with each stride he took in my direction.
"Where did you get the outfit? It's amazing," he said as he drew nearer.
Beside me was a massive mirror that took up almost half of one of the room's walls.
"Because you can't even remember your own name." The demon god angrily responded, "Let me help you to remember."
He smirked and said, "Your name is Laila and you are my wife; in essence, I am your husband."
He moved in closer to take my arm, and that's when my body finally made contact with the mirror.
"Are you still unable to recall?" Ignoring my already horrified expression, he asked.
"Take off your clothes," he commanded, his expression grave.
"No," I answered.
"You dare disobey my commands?" He questioned, but before I could reply, he clamped down on me, holding me firmly against the wall and tearing my cloth in half.
I had eyes I couldn't believe. My mind was racing with a succession of bizarre flashbacks of my most recent experience with a molester, but they weren't vivid enough for me to hold onto, and they vanished from my memory as quickly as they occurred.
I mumbled, "Stop," but before I could say anything more, my tongue became immobile and I was unable to speak clearly.
He moved his lips to mine, but as he was about to plant a kiss on me, he suddenly paused and sighed.
My body was instantaneously freed, but I could already feel that he had abandoned a risky mission because half of my energy had already been depleted.
“Guards!" After he had rested his face on my shoulders for some time, he called out.
The sentry arrived with a long expression. He gave me a quick glance, and I turned to face him. I have no idea why he was frowning, but I know it had to do with the demon god, who doesn't seem to give a damn about people's feelings because I went through it myself just now.
"I would like you to let everyone know that tonight is going to be a fantastic celebration. He stated to the guard, "My wife had finally returned to me and that calls for a celebration," which confused me.
I wonder what's going through his thoughts because it seemed like he wanted me to take advantage of me right now.
I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and every word he says makes my heart race.
What's the matter with me? Am I falling for this jerk who might easily ruin my life? When he discovers that I genuinely wanted him to continue with his earlier plans with me, what would he do? With nothing more to recall, all these ideas continued to rage inside of me while I forced myself to stay composed and learn my new skills.
So far, though, I have to say that I like what I've seen.
"I want her to dress to impress tonight. We will be celebrating our wedding anniversary, and I want it to be special. The demon god, with an awkward-looking smile, said to the guard, "I also want everyone in attendance since it's going to be huge."
His countenance appears more attractive when he is not grinning, and my gut continued to warn me.
He turned back to face me, and a chill went through me, making every hair on my body stand still.
It's my turn to make you happy tonight. He assured me, "I'm sure you're going to love it." He said with a smile on his face.
I had so much makeup on my entire face that it left a mark at his chest. When I looked down and noticed a lipstick stain on his chest, I immediately reached out and touched his powerful chest, which was evident from the kind of clothing he was wearing and caused him to lose it.
"Enough," he sobbed as he walled off the room, leaving me by alone with the guard, who also departed, leaving me in the dark and dreaming.
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