RAVENNA PIERCE

Chapter 13

Xorax entered his room, his footsteps quiet on the stone floor. Ravenna looked up, startled.

"Azazel has requested your presence," Xorax said, his voice calm.

Ravenna's eyes lit up as xorax gestured for her to follow him.

Ravenna rose from where she sat, She smoothed out her dirty, partly torn dress as she trailed behind Xorax.

They approached the throne room, the heavy giant doors looming before them. Xorax pushed them open,The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft crackling of the torches that lined the walls.

Azazel sat on his throne, his eyes fixed intently on Ravenna. Lurociel sat beside him on a lower throne, his gaze also fixed on her. The conversation between the two brothers seemed to have paused, as if they had been waiting for her arrival.

Xorax stepped aside, allowing Ravenna to approach the thrones. She moved forward, her footsteps echoing off the stone floor. Azazel's eyes never left hers, his expression unreadable.

Lurociel's gaze, however, seemed to hold a hint of curiosity. He leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on the arms of his throne.

He seemed captivated by her, his gaze drinking in every detail of her appearance.

Lurociel's voice was low as he spoke, his words directed at Azazel. "Is this Ravenna, the one you were hesitant to tell me about earlier?" His eyes never left Ravenna's face, his gaze roaming over her features.

Azazel's voice was neutral as he replied, "Yes, this is Ravenna."

Azazel's voice dripped with sarcasm as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Ravenna. "And, Xorax, I see you've taught her well. Or, at least, I assume you have." His gaze flicked to Xorax, his tone heavy with irony. "Tell me, did you not teach her the courtesy of bowing before me whenever she's in my presence?"

"I apologize, my lord," xorax said,

Azazel's gaze returned to Ravenna. "See that you do," he said, "I expect to see some improvement in her behavior and manner of courtesy. Starting now."

Ravenna's eyes darted to Azazel, then to Xorax, before finally returning to the floor. She hesitated for a moment, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to muster the courage to bow. Slowly, she began to lower her head, her movements stiff and awkward.

As she bowed, her curly dark hair bounced slightly with the movement, framing her face.

Azazel's gaze never wavered, his eyes fixed intently on Ravenna as she bowed. "Better," he said.

"You should be grateful, Ravenna. I released you from the pit because I thought you might be... useful to me."

Azazel's gaze seemed to bore into her soul, "I could have sent your soul to the depths of the underworld, to suffer alongside the other damned human souls. But I didn't."

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the arms of his throne. "I pitied you, Ravenna. something I've never done. I spared your soul. I gave you a second chance."

"Thank you, my lord." Ravenna replied.

"Don't thank me yet, Ravenna. Your gratitude will be earned, not given. You will prove yourself to me,"

He said,

Ravenna's looked up, the look of confusion written all over,

What did he mean by that? she asked within herself.

"You will work for me, Ravenna. As my maid. You will attend to my every wish, my every desire. You will be at my beck and call whenever i need you."

Ravenna kept her gaze lowered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, my lord."

You will be my loyal servant, my faithful maid. And in return..."

Azazel paused, "as if waiting for an invisible background violins to rise up in a crescendo. "In return, I will spare your soul from being damned like the rest of the human souls.

Lurociel's leaned back in his throne, his expression relaxed, as if he was enjoying some television shows.

The room seemed to grow darker, the shadows deepening as Azazel's words hung in the air.

A subtle smile played on Ravenna's lips. She knew that this was her chance, her opportunity to get closer to Azazel,

She thought to herself: "This is it. This is my chance to seduce him, to make him fall deeply in love with me. I'll play the role of the obedient maid, but behind the scenes, I'll make him fall for me, and once he's under my control, I'll use that as an advantage to claim my freedom and go back to the human world."

Ravenna's eyes never left Azazel's face, but her gaze was no longer one of fear or submission. It was a gaze of calculation, of strategy, of seduction. She knew that she had to be careful, that one misstep could mean disaster. But she was willing to take that risk, for the reward of her life back in the human world was too great to resist...

Ravenna's thoughts were so consumed by her plan that she didn't even notice it showed on her face.

"Are you even listening to me, Ravenna?" Azazel's voice cut sounding irritated.

Ravenna's eyes snapped back to Azazel's face, her heart racing as she struggled to compose herself.

"Yes, my lord," she stammered, trying to cover. "I mean, yes, I'm listening."

So, as I was saying, Ravenna,"Choose between being my maid or letting your soul perish along with the damned souls."

"I understand, my lord," she said, her voice steady. "I will work as your maid, attending to your every need and desire."

Azazel's expression remained unreadable, but a hint of satisfaction crept into his voice.

"Good," he said, "I expect nothing but the utmost loyalty and dedication from my servants. You would do well to remember that."

Ravenna nodded, She knew that she had no choice but to comply, at least for now. But she also knew that she would not be trapped forever...

That's by the way, Xorax. "See that she is properly attired," he instructed, his voice firm. "I want her to look presentable, not like some ragged, forgotten thing."

Xorax bowed his head, "As you wish, my lord," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I will see to it."

Azazel's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking back to Ravenna. "And ensure that she is clean," he added, his tone dripping with disdain. "I do not want her stinking up the atmosphere."

"Take her away," he instructed,

Xorax bowed his head, "As you wish, my lord," he said, He reached out and grasped Ravenna's arm, his grip firm but not ungentle.

"Come," he said, his voice softening slightly

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As soon as Xorax and Ravenna disappeared from view, Lurociel leaned forward, his eyes glinting with interest. "So, brother," he said, "Tell me, what do you plan to do with this little human of yours?"

Azazel's expression remained calm, "I plan to use her, of course," he said, his tone dripping with condescension. "She will serve me, attend to my needs. And perhaps... perhaps she will prove to be useful in other ways as well."

Lurociel's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh? And what ways might those be, brother?"

"You of all people should know what I'm talking about," Azazel replied. so spare me these questions.

"She is very beautiful," Lurociel said, his voice sounding thoughtful.

Azazel's expression remained impassive, "That's none of my concern, brother," he said, his tone low and even.

I care about one thing brother:"lust" claiming her, possessing her. I need her for my desires, Lurociel.

if she's beautiful or not, it matters less to me. I lust over her. I need her p**sy pounding and riding on me soon.

Lurociel's eyes sparkled with intrigue, but he said nothing, merely watching Azazel with an intent gaze...

I have tasted s*x with demons, and I am tired of it

I want to try something new... something I won't be able to resist.

it's been a while since I had any s****l intimacy.

The last time was with a female demon Kael......