The Demon’s Bride

The taste of his lips were fresh to Esther. It wasn't her first time to kiss a person but it was her first time to know Beelzebub's lips. 

His kiss started slow but as though a person who had tasted water after being years on a dessert, his lips began to devour her. 

Esther tried to push him away at once but Beelzebub was much quicker than her when he grasp her hands and pushed them over her head. His tongue licked her lower lips which tried to glue itself together. 

"Why are you nervous?" Beelzebub asked, kissing the side of her cheeks gently but the wildness of his eyes warned Esther that this was only a way for him to coax her into his trap. 

Esther thought to speak but if she does, she could feel his sharp teeth would take a delicious bite on her lips. 

"It's not our first time, isn't it?" Beelzebub's red eyes admired the woman standing in front of him. Even if it was in his dream, Esther appeared to be as beautiful as ever. 

The way her blue eyes tried to be strong despite the faint traces of fear that she couldn't let go from her human's side, and the way her chest heaving up and down as she breaths, all of it was delicate to his eyes.

His fingers slowly traced on her neck, the fragile neck that seemed so thin for him to snap and break but if he does that, the Esther he wants would disappear. 

But the thought then came to him; What kind of Esther does he wants?

Esther was a strong woman, someone who wants to depend on herself because she know she couldn't trust her life on other's hands. 

It was endearing to watch her firm back and it was what had intrigued him. But at the same time, Beelzebub felt a growing distance between him and Esther. She was right beside him yet unlike him who could only loves her, Esther had a lot of option other than him. She was a flower but he wasn't her sun.

Esther was also a smart woman who knows his flaws. Compared to the other men around her, of course he wouldn't come first. He was broken, thought Beelzebub. Esther didn't deserve a broken man, someone with issues on his head, but at the same time the thought of letting her leave to another man's embrace raise his anger to a boiling point. 

Greed slowly came to him— the greed of wanting to posses Esther's being entirely and he knew he shouldn't encourage such thoughts. 

Beelzebub stared at her, enchanted and unable to tear his eyes away from her, "How do I feel so much attraction to you yet at the same time so much anger to myself?"

Esther was confused with the state Beelzebub was in. He looked distraught and while he had kissed her, she could see that he wasn't in his right mind when does so. 

It felt as if he was still in a daze after waking up from asleep. 

Then who was he kissing? He mentioned about the kiss being not their first time. Was he speaking of a woman he slept before?

Esther's heart felt as if it was stabbed and bleed but she couldn't see any blood around her chest. At once she pushed him away.

Beelzebub looked startled but before he could do anything or take another step forward, Esther raised her hand and delivered a sharp slap across his cheeks.

"I don't know who you mistaken me as. But to kiss me when you are not thinking straight even when I warned you not to is intolerable!" Esther's hand felt hot and stung but the pain on her heart for being mistaken and to slap Beelzebub hurts more than the aching pain on her palms. 

Beelzebub's eyes at once widened as he realized this was no dream of his where he would always meet Esther. He stumbled back, unable to process his mind while his whole focus centered around Esther.

"How are you here?" Beelzebub stressed toward Venervy the importance for Esther to not come to his house and yet here she is, in his house, in a place which belonged to him without knowing how he had the full advantage to lock her inside his house as his greed urged him to do.

Esther's blue eyes were clear due to the faint glitter of water that remain in her eyes after the kiss. "Before that shouldn't there be anything for you to say to me now?"

Beelzebub shook his head, "You should leave."

Esther's eyes flared. She raised her hand in attempt to 'wake' Beelzebub again when the man had caught her by her hand.

"Did you know what you did to me? You forced and kissed me!"

Beelzebub was taken aback by her words and blinked his eyes in disbelief. "I did that?"

"Yeah. Did you think I was some woman that you call to be with you tonight? Well shame to ruin your plan but I am here," Esther answered spitefully.

"In that case you should leave now," Beelzebub released his hand from her wrist and took one step back to stand aside, crafting a path for her. "Go. Leave."

The cold attitude that Beelzebub showed was akin to an icy icicle to pierce Esther's heart. She held back the outburst of her feeling and tried to forget her pain that made it even worse when she met eyes with Beelzebub who was firm on his demand for her to leave. 

Her lips felt heavy as she tries to force it to move and speak, "Are you telling me to leave because you have someone whom you are waiting for?" 

Beelzebub could see this was a good chance for him to say yes. It would create a misunderstanding between them but on his mind, he only wanted for Esther to leave him, who was at ill condition alone.

Yet he couldn't.

His mind tells him to possess Esther by all means but his heart warned him not to as the consequences will end up with Esther dying on his own hands. The greed he possess would never be satisfied with simply having Esther beside him. 

If there was a bottom for the Sea, then his greed doesn't. The fondness he had for Esther had changed into love along the way but the love didn't only bring him happiness, it also enhance his terrible greed for her. 

Beelzebub envision his joyful future if only he was a simple demon, or perhaps if he was a normal human. He would have taken Esther as his wife, he would have tried all his best to pull her to him instead of pushing her away.

But he wasn't a normal demon, he wasn't a human either. He was a demon, a high demon, a Beelzebub. 

His greed made him obsessed to Esther and he who had seen the demise of the previous holder of Beelzebub knows that the only way for his greed to end is for him to take Esther's life. 

And killing Esther wasn't a choice to him.

"Leave, Esther. It's for your own goodness," Beelzebub's voice softened. He was the one telling her to leave and yet his voice that Esther heard was filled with pleadings. 

Esther clenched her fist. She didn't want to leave. It wasn't only her being a stubborn person she is. She didn't want to leave because she could tell if she step out of the room now, she would be in a terrible regret for the rest of her life.

"You are always like this, Beelzebub," Esther took one step forward and Beelzebub retreat his steps. His action hurt her but Esther didn't want to keep thinking about her pain that had been hurting her this entire time. "You pulled me. You came to me. You were the one who continue to pursue me when I refused you. Was it fun?"

Beelzebub's eyes narrowed at her question. "What was fun?" He asked.

Esther bite her lower lips, restraining her voice from shaking. "Was it fun to play with my emotions, Beelzebub? What do you want? To find an amusement like you did when you watch an animal eat and behave around you?"

Beelzebub remain silent which only upset Esther even more. 

"All this time. Was it truly a game that you wanted to play? Was it only my reaction that you wanted to see?" Esther couldn't take his silence any longer and raised her hand to catch his arm. "Look at me! What did you want from me? I don't understand you, Beelzebub. I thought you were someone I can consider as a friend but you easily brush me off, reject me, and ignore me."

"You should have left me then. When I pushed you away. Why do you still decide to come to me?" Beelzebub asked. It was hard for him not to pull her hand back, slamming her somewhere to the corner of the room to do what his wild urges tell him to do. When he looked at her face, Esther didn't know how much she had temped him to devour her. "Or do you fall for me now after I decide not to care for you? Was a sadistic man your preference, darling? Then I don't mind. I can try that."