SOLD TO DEVIL😈

YOU ARE MINE!!

The high chief prepared a place for me and the remaining students to stay. Ghoid town was less of a remote place but the room he had prepared for us was well designed with little beds like the ones in our dorms.

When night fell, I sneaked out of the room with some cleaning tools. I have to do what Freddie Benson had told me to, it is a little strange for me but what could I possibly do?

I took my steps swiftly and steadily to the golden house, I wondered why they called it golden house. On getting there, I was startled at the beaming light it shone.

The compound it is located in doesn't have anystreet light, the natural light of the moon shone on it.

Before crossing the flower-like rope used to demarcate the gods, a tiny voice shook me off my feet, I trembled and turned around slowly. Under the moonlight, is a middle-aged woman. Her back is bent and she relied on a stick for composure. Her hair is grey and long. Her face is wrinkled but beautiful.

”My child” She called.

I watched her every move keenly, although she didn't look like she could harm me but this is the house of some gods.

”He watches” She let out. This time her voice sounded a little creepy and she summed it with a smile.I felt a little awkward but shrugged. If this is going to stop Freddie Benson from bullying me then I'm going to do it.

I came to the presence of the gods, my eyes landed on god Lican's statue first. His statue is not very big but he was in a standing position holding a sword in his left hand and a smile plastered on its face.

Staring at it, I was able to figure out that his smile was a little creepy. Under the moonlight, his smile looked like a devilish grin, it creeped me out.

I felt an unknown feeling towards it, it was like there is some sort of force compelling me to its presence.

I drifted from it, my eyeballs rolled to god Rican- my mission for the day. His presence was so disgusting, I didn't want to feel this way towards it but only a demon would be able to stand it.

I wore a new set of gloves and began to clean it, as I did, I snorted but a pang of guilt filled my heart so I did it with a little compassion.

As I did, I felt awkwardly uncomfortable. Cold air flashed through my face and it soothed my body, it was then I noticed I was done cleaning god Rican.

I shifted back a little bit to behold his statue position. Not only is god Rican in a peaceful position, but his hands are also intertwined and they formed a love contour.

Behind god Rican are arrows deepened into his back but he still smiled and formed a love contour.

I didn't understand what the god Rican statute disputed. According to history, god Lican was a brave hero. When Rican destroyed Ghoid town then, Lican was the only one brave enough to save the villagers at that time. I guess that is why Lican's statue imaged him as a hero with a sword.

For Rican, his statue doesn't portray him like how history had.

***

Back To Reality:Emma walked to class with caution, looking at every turn like there is a ghost waiting for her. Her encounter with Rican freaked the hell out of her.

Rican unlike how the history teacher had explained looked entirely different. The history teacher said he is an ugly man but to Emma, that god is no ugly person.

Why did he torment her? She couldn't help but ask these questions. Arriving at her locker, She grabbed the necessary textbook.

Turning around, a figure suddenly appeared in her presence, fear crept into her heart and she almost yelled.

Taking in the figure, she realized it is her roommate and only friend, Adams Campbell. His curly brown hair complimented his gayish look, he smiled at her before asking;

”Are you okay?”

Emma Wilson nodded her head and looked around suspiciously, she faced Adams and regained composure...

”How is Italy?” She asked as they walked to class

Adams scrunched his nose then complained about the food and his noisy cousins.

Emma laughed and replied; ”They love you. Also, Italian meals are the best, you should try some of their refined meals”

With this, they walked to class and took lectures.

***

** After lectures, she and Adams decided to stay at the park to do some assignments and catching up.

While working, an August wind blew against her hair, she looked at Adam to check if he had noticed but he didn't. She shook her head and looked around.

A slender And figure wearing a black robe with his hair braided to the back stood by the tree.

Rican's face is well defined, he has a chiseled jaw with thin pink lips. His black eyes are foreign with silver lining which makes his eyeball sparkle. The peach tree is just a few steps away from Emma and Adam.

Noticing him, she flinched but regain composure.

”Are you okay?” Adam asked, raising his head to her.

Emma smiled and nodded. She thought; ”Maybe if I pretend I didn't see him, he'll get tired and disappear to his dark hole”

However, Rican was getting impatient, he shook his slender face. He moved from the tree and walked to her side. Beholding that she had completely ignored him, he faced Adams who he saw as a threat.

Although he stood beside her, she laughed at Adam's joke and continued to watch him complete his assignment. Suddenly, Adams roared in pain, he held his pinky finger and grinned in excruciating pain.

”Adams” She called and reached for him. Adam's pinky finger was tearing up from his fingertip to his palm.

She glanced at Rican to see him smirking devilishly. In defeat, she faced Rican, a smirk appeared on his face. He waited for her to say the word.

”Fine, just let him go!”

Instantaneously, Adam's pinky finger stopped tearing. In fear, he rotated his eyes and picked his bag with shaky hands.

Without saying another word, he ran away. Emma faced Rican with anger in her eyes, she cuffed her hands and marched to him.

Observing he is taller than her, she raised her head to his level and yelled; ”Did you have to hurt someone?!”

Rican smirked and turned his back on her, he placed his hand behind his back then turned to her again.

”That guy seems like a threat, I don't like him!” He answered.

Emma scoffed unbelievably, arguing with Ricans is completely useless.

“Don't you have better clothes? You look like a plank in what you're wearing“ He uttered completely ignoring her retaliation. “I'm not flamboyant, okay.“ she replied sadly. She bent over to pack her school books with him standing beside her, his hands still fixed to his back.

“Oh right, your mother is in jail for killing your father“ He blurted.

She stood up abruptly, almost raising her voice when she realized she would only be creating a scene since others can't see him.

“Of course, you're a ruthless and despicable god, you know too much“ She glared at him. She found it annoying that he did nothing but let out a sly laugh.

“Hey, Wilson!“ Fred Benson's voice reached her ear from a far distance. Soon, he reached her.“I can see you've officially gone crazy, like your mother, Ha-ha“ he laughed sarcastically and hit her unconsciously.

Annoyed with his hand on her body, Rican gave him a glare that made Fred's breathe twist.

He fought to breathe, all Emma could do was watch, she didn't like the way he struggled to breathe but he deserved it.

She turned to look at Rican, his face was curled in a frown and his back eyes had reddened.

“That's enough!“ She yelled. Fred's face was starting to become purple.

“I do what I want to do?“ Riven answered with seriousness. His lips curled in disdain and you could see in his eyes rage and hatred.“I said that's enough!“ She yelled and turned to him.

Fred slowly fell to the floor, his face bloated, he looked like life had gone away from him.

Emma turned to Riven abruptly, “You killed him“ she retorted.

A scoff escaped his mouth, “if you were ever good at observing, you would see he still has a pulse“ He replied and walked away, his hands still at his back.

With anger, she picked her bag and followed him. She tried as much as possible to not say a word to him, he was quiet as well.

“Let's make love now, my dear“ He enunciateShe turned her head to him dashingly, “tsk tsk!“ was all she could do.

“Go back to the place you come from, you devilish god!“ she blurted, meaning every word she said.

“You're mine!“ He replied. His feet moved to hers while she moved backward.

Unconsciously, she fell to the bed and hated that she couldn't move anymore. He laid on her, his touch on her felt cold, yet she couldn't flinch.

It was like an invisible voice retained her to the spot.

“You're mine" He repeated. His kiss on her body was soft and slow. He ripped her dress off anddid his business.

He kept thrusting into her without giving a break, she glanced at the time. Rican had been on her since afternoon and it was almost nightfall.

Eventually, he released her. At this time, she was already exhausted, she slept off without saying a word.

Although, a part of her was pissed. This god had taken advantage of her without permission.

As she drifted to sleep, he whispered in her ear; ”You're mine now, I'll protect you with every ounce of power in me”