Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168 - 45

Heaven could feel the hands that held her firmly before, now shaking as they released her. The guests at the party vanished out of fear and no one was left except for Louis and his men.

The ones holding Zarin released him as well. They all fell to their knees with a simple gesture from Zamiel, who still held Louis' neck.

Blood seeped from the wounds caused by his claws and his pale face soon turned ashy.

"What do you want me to do with him?" Zamiel asked Heaven.

Heaven got up on her feet. She looked at Louis' terrified and pained expression.

"Don't kill him." She said.

She did not want him to stain his hands with blood because of her, but would he listen? The rage in his eyes was something she had never seen before. It looked like he could cause storms and make lightening strike.

"Alright then." He said simply and then tore his head from his body.

Heaven was horrified as Louis' headless body fell to the ground. Zamiel threw his head aside as if it was nothing.

Heaven had never seen something so gruesome. She felt sick by all the blood and flesh. Her stomach turned.

"He is not dead, but he will need his head to heal." He explained calmly.

He suddenly became another person. Someone she hadn't seen before. His actions frightened her.

Like a predator searching for his prey, his gaze swiftly shifted to the other demons. Some of them flinched as if his gaze alone could cause them any harm. Heaven tried not to look at Louis' headless body. Instead her eyes searched for Zarin.

He was gone. Where did he go?

She would think about it later. Now she wanted to make sure Zamiel didn't let his anger control him.

She went and grabbed his wrist to stop him. "No more killing." She whispered.

He turned to her. "I won't kill them." He assured.

"No head separating either."

"Then let me break their bones."

"We were only following our Lord's order." One of them spoke.

Oh no. Now he had Zamiel's attention. Heaven knew she couldn't stop him now. She would just let him deal with them. They deserved some kind of punishment.

Zamiel went to the demon that spoke. Grabbing his jaw, he lifted his face.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"Ilyas." The demon replied.

"You must be young. How old are you?"

"Hundred years, my Lord."

"Your parents?"

"Dead, my Lord."

Zamiel crouched to his level. Heaven wondered what was going on. He was fuming with anger, and now suddenly he seemed curious. "Ilyas. I'll provide you with a new demon Lord. Or shall I say demon Lady?" He turned to Heaven.

Heaven's eyes widened with surprise. Her? And demon Lord? Lady?

No. She shook her head.

"I swear my Loyalty to Lady…"

"Heaven."

"To Lady Heaven." Ilyas completed his oath.

Heaven stood frozen, shocked by the whole situation. Did she just become a demon Lord? She was only nineteen.

Zamiel stood up satisfied and went on to the other demons. "These are useless. May I kill them?" He asked, turning to her.