Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161 - 38

She saved him, and now that he chose to live and to abandon his suffering for her, she wanted to protect him.

She wanted to never let him suffer again, or let him feel lonely again. She wanted to fill his days with happiness and show him that life was worth living.

She would allow no one to hurt him again.

Zamiel smiled at her, and Heaven panicked. Her cheeks flushed. Did he hear her thoughts? After marking her once, he shouldn't be able to no matter what, but he had been able to compel her so anything was possible.

"Can you hear my thoughts?" She asked, hoping the answer would be no.

His smile widened. "No. But I am curious of what you were thinking now."

Her cheeks burned even more.

"Nothing special." She lied.

"I doubt that."

"It was dangerous coming here." She told him, trying to change the subject.

"Heaven, I promised I wouldn't hurt you family." He reminded.

"I know. But my family are not fond of you." She looked around.

Her mother looked displeased and worried. Her father on the other hand seemed relax. Her grandmother smiled at her which calmed her down and Gina showed she was excited for her.

Klara wasn't happy, but Roshan didn't seem to care. And then there was Zarin. He did not look as angry as she thought, but he seemed to disapprove of Zamiel.

She couldn't blame him. He had hurt him and his sister.

"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." He assured her.

Heaven remembered the images she saw of his dead family. She had seen nothing more gruesome, and she never experienced such pain. Was he truly as alright as he seemed?

The music ended, and Heaven never felt so disappointed by its ending. If she could, she would dance with him the whole night.

Zamiel slowly released her from his hold, but as soon as he sensed her panic he tightened his hold on her hand. "Heaven, you never need to be afraid of me leaving you again. I am only leaving for now."

She was not afraid of him leaving this time. She was just afraid of how things would turn out from now on. What kind of trouble would all of them be in after the party?

Who would be disappointed? Who would be angry?

Holding her hand, Zamiel led her back to her seat. Heaven could see that her mother was trying to mask her anger where she sat next to her father. When they came to the stairs that led to the throne Zamiel released her hand. She was to continue on her own to her seat.

"Thank you for the dance." He said.

Heaven gave him a smile before walking up the stairs and sitting next to her father.

Zamiel turned to her father. "Your Majesty. Thank you for your permission. I'll take my leave now."

"Why don't you stay for dinner." Her father suggested.

Heaven's heart went wild inside her chest. She knew this was not her father accepting Zamiel. This was her father being clever, keeping his enemies even closer than his friends. There were many things Heaven had learned from and about her father the last few weeks. He was very tactical.

She looked at Zamiel. He didn't seem fazed by her father's invitation. "It would be an honor." He said.

Heaven could feel the thick tension in the dining room as everyone sat around the table. Klara, her mother and Zarin were displeased. Gina and her grandmother seemed curious, and Roshan and her father remained calm.

Her father sat on the short side of the table with her mother to his left and Zamiel to his right. Heaven sat next to Zamiel and across from her grandmother, who gave her a reassuring smile to calm down.

"So how do you know my daughter?" Her father as dinner was being served.

"She saved me." Zamiel replied shortly.

"And you abducted her for saving you?"

This wasn't going well. Heaven became nervous.

"I regret my actions and I have apologized to Heaven. "

So far, he was handling it well. Heaven was proud of him, but her father wasn't satisfied. He looked at Zamiel skeptically, but Zamiel was looking at something else. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

His gaze was fixated on the bread that was being served. Heaven remembered his reaction when she gave him the bread. She knew bread evoked bad memoried in him. She noticed how his hands trembled before he hid them under the table.

Heaven turned to the servant. "No bread. You can take it away." She ordered.

Everyone looked at her, surprised. Her mother gave her a questioning look. "Heaven?"