The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME GORY SCENES.

“Mom stop it!” he gritted, red flashing in his vision.

His eyes soon turned blue again and he said to her, “I need some time alone.” He walked away without looking back.

“Gosh! Why do you have to be so stubborn?” She hollered as she watched him head upstairs. She frowned and sat on the couch. She crossed her arms and scoffed. The older he grows, the stubborner he gets!

After a few minutes of wallowing in anger, she decided to go up to his room and probably apologize for over reacting.

Knowing how much he cared about Ariana, it was probably foolish of her to bring up that kinda topic knowing how sensitive he was about it.

With that on her mind, she made her way to his room. She knocked on his door several times but she didn’t get any response.

When she saw that he wasn’t going to open it, she twisted the knob and pushed the door open, grimacing.

“Blake, I know…” She paused. His back was turned against her and she looked down on his once well trimmed and perfectly manicured fingers which were now claws! Pointy and vicious ones.

He turned to her and his once blue and innocent eyes were now red and malicious. His face was covered with a hideous mask. He had on a black jacket hoodie that was pulled up on his head and a pair of matching black trousers. He smelled like death. No, he was death.

“Blake?” She wasn’t frightened at all. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her even when he was at his darkest.

He turned around and didn’t say anything, he just simply disappeared into thin air.

That was his dark side and whenever it manifested, it meant he was thirsty for blood. And he wouldn’t rest until so many people lost their lives.

*****

In the darkness and coldness of the night, a woman and a boy of about five year old were walking down an almost dark alley.

The woman looked very exhausted while the boy was bouncing with enthusiasm.

“Don’t worry mummy when we get home, I’ll give you a really good massage.”

The woman chuckled sounding amused, “With what hands?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“With these hands!” He lifted his small hands in the air, pouting.

With a smile on her lips, she replied, “If you say so, honey.”

They soon heard the sound of approaching footsteps and they paused. Four hefty men emerged from the shadows surrounding them.

The woman was startled at their sudden emergence. She felt goosebumps crawl on her skin. She was agitated. She hid her child behind her legs hoping they would not harm him. She didn’t have their money yet.

She was working so hard but what she earned was almost not enough to feed herself and her baby.

“Heather Hillary, you’re yet to pay us what you owe us!” A slender man said, walking out of the shadows. He approached her, running his finger along her chin. She shivered.

“I’m sorry, I’m working as hard as I can. I will pay you.” She spoke with trembling voice.

“With the little money you earn from your odd jobs, I’m afraid it would take a lifetime for you to pay us.” He scrunched his nose in disgust.

“No! I swear I’ll pay, I just need more time!” Cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

“Time is not a luxury we have. Since you can’t pay back, we would take something of greater importance to you.” He gazed down at the child that was poking from her legs.

A thousand shivers ripped through her nerves. No, not her son! Her motherly instinct kicked in and she pulled him further behind her.

“He would be of great use to us in the future! As a slave maybe!” The man chuckled.

“No! Please leave my son out of this! He’s innocent! I promise I’ll pay you! Just don’t touch my son!” She cried.

“It’s already been decided. It’s best you don’t try to fight it. These men are ruthless and they can kill you without blinking an eye!” He warned and began walking away.

“Take the child away!” He shouted and the men soon ripped her son away with little effort.

“Mummy! Don’t let them take me away!” The baby began crying.

“No please leave my son!” She tried to struggle with them but they pushed her to the ground.

“No! Quinn! Please don’t take my son away! No please!” She screamed on the floor, tears rolling down her cheeks as they matched past her walking down the alley with her son.

“Mummy!” Quinn screamed in tears. She watched them with helpless eyes. She couldn’t do anything. All she could do was watch as her son was carried away!

“I hate you, Kelvin. I hope you burn in hell! I hate you for ruining my life and that of your son!” She hollered, rolling on the ground and wallowing in agony. Her son was her everything!

Something fell to the ground with a loud thud. The men darted their eyes behind them and were shocked to see the body of their leader. (The slender guy who just walked away.)

His heart was missing! They became afraid. There were no wild animals here! Could it be the nameless beast?

“Show yourself coward!” One of the men yelled as they all pulled out guns.

“Coward?” He appeared from the shadows gazing at them with vicious eyes.

Frightened, they quickly began shooting at him. He didnt even make any attempt to evade their bullets. He just watched in amusement as they emptied all of their bullets.

They stared at him in utter disbelief. Their bullets did even touch him, not even a scratch. It was like he was surrounded by a force field that made it impossible for the bullets to touch him. He lifted his hands up and the bullets came crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, they immediately took to their heels. They hadn’t even reached a farther distance when they became frozen on their spot. They couldn’t move. Like they had lost control of their own bodies.

He took the child out of the arms of one of the men and placed him on the ground.

“Thank you, mister! You’re very kind!” He giggled and ran to meet his mother.

Thank me? Kind? He growled. He didn’t let him go because he was kind, he only let him go because he didn’t harm children.

Or at least not yet, when he would destroy the world, everyone would be destroyed including children.

He hated the word ‘kind’. He was nothing close to kind, he was wicked, vicious and evil. That was his true nature.

He frowned, ripping out their hearts one by one. He got so mad that he tore the last guy to shreds. It was impossible to recognize him as his organs and blood were all scattered on the ground.

“Mummy!” Quinn ran to hug his mother unaware of how pissed his words made him. Kindness was weakness and he was not weak! He was gonna show him just how ruthless he was.

“Oh, Darling! I’m so glad you’re okay!” She muttered, pulling him into her arms.

She suddenly felt a choking sensation on her neck. It felt like someone was strangling her. She coughed, unable to breathe.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” A panicked Quinn asked.

“I can’t breathe!” She held her hands around her neck and tried to struggle with the hand but she just couldn’t. From the conner, red eyes were watching them with malicious intent. Quinn burst into tears and ran to man.

“Please mister save mummy! She’s all I have!” He cried, his small hand tugging on his pants.

He scoffed. “Why should I save her? I don’t save people, I kill them! And I’m not kind little boy, I’m ruthless. Kindness is weakness!” He started to move but he just wouldn’t let go of his trousers.

“Kindness doesn’t make you weak, it only means you’re a good person. And that you have a big heart!”

“I’m not a good person!” He snapped but he didn’t seem scared at all.

“Deep down, there is goodness in everyone, you just need to find it.” How could a little boy know this much?

“Mom has been the one catering for my needs since my dad died. He was a drunk and when he died he left my mom with so many debts. Mom has to work hard day and night to pay off his debts but she just doesn’t make enough. She always acts strong and is hopeful that she would someday pay off the money but deep down, she knows that’s impossible. Mom is my superhero and I just don’t wanna lose her.”

“Quinn!” He heard his mother call. He turned around, tears running down his cheeks uncontrollably as he ran to hug his mom.

Obviously, he let her go even before Quinn had started begging him. If he hadn’t done that when he did, she would be dead by now.

He turned around but he didn’t find him there anymore. “Thank you, mister.” He smiled.

“You saved my life Quinn that was so brave of you!”

“No mom, he saved your life. He has a big heart, he just doesn’t know it.”

“I love you baby. Don’t worry mummy will work super hard to pay off your dad’s debts, okay?” she promised.

“That’s impossible unless money falls down from heaven, you still wouldn’t be able to pay!”

“I’ll at least try. You know mummy doesn’t give up!”

*****

Walking into their small and shabby apartment, Chloe slumped on one of the worn out couches.

“I’ll go get you some water, mummy!” Quinn rushed into the kitchen.

“Okay, honey!” She smiled, taking off her shoes.

She noticed two big duffel bags that weren’t there before. Curious, she opened the bag with caution. It could be a bomb, no one could tell!

Her mouth went wide as she gazed at the contents of the bag in total stupefaction. Lots of money! She opened the other bag and it was equally filled to the brim with money.

Quinn walked into the sitting room. When his gaze fell on the cash, the glass cup he was holding slipped and shattered into pieces.

They were both dumbfounded. Chloe noticed a note in one of the bags and she picked it out.

“This is twenty million dollars. Use this to pay off your loans.” She read the note aloud.

This was more than enough to pay off their loan. They would be rich for life!

*****

Blake hit the punching bag repeatedly, small grunts leaving his mouth as he did. His toned body was sweaty, and his muscles flexed as he continued hitting the bag.

He was weak and he knew it. Mom was right, Riri was making him weak and he just couldn’t help himself. He stopped punching the bag as he watched his bruised knuckles heal instantly.

His phone immediately rang and he picked it from the table. Checking the caller’s Id he smiled a bit before answering it.

“Blake, Riri is missing!”

“What?!” He thundered.

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Riri is missing! Guys please comment on this book.