Commitment With The Devil

"What did you feed me?"

"Poison"

The harsh answer with the cold expression he has on, grasps upon my heart firmly. How dare he do such a thing towards me? "You better tell me this is all a prank" I shoot a glare. Falling onto the floor with sharp pain running down my throat due to the poison.

"No, Violet. Open your eyes and feel it. It is not a prank. This is the time you know the truth about the whole marriage. I really never loved you" There he goes. Confessing the truth, I already am aware of. Why would he think I wouldn't know about his loathing? Of course, I knew.

He never liked the idea of me,

including my whole existence.

The fact that he married me right after his lover disappeared, is obvious enough for me to know he had something up against his sleeve from the beginning. It's just that I pretended to be clueless about his hidden plan. I acted like my whole world was completed.

Meanwhile, I knew he was trying to harm me this entire time. But lord, I never expected a time like this to arrive sooner than I thought. "Although I gave my everything to you, you dare to say it?" Irritation flickers in my eyes but my whole body can't even process to move.

Whole body is in pain.

Every time I speak a word, my throat feels like being ripped. My sight becomes blurry. There are no tears. Just blurry vision. It is as if the world is coming to an end at last. "You have the wealth and power my lover wants the most, Violet" He smirks like he won.

"Oh. So, the intent was to chase me out of my throne and possess my wealth along with power" I mutter in realization. Funny. I should have found this out. They played their cards very well so that I could not discover the truth no matter what. Maybe I was blinded by love.

"My clan won't accept you, Damian!"

Using all my strength, I raise my tone a bit louder. Making him let out a laughter in amusement. "You were a fool for falling for me, Violet. It is so fucking hilarious to see so called perilous woman being in love. Even leader is soft, the clan would fall on knees for me too"

Damian responds. His statements become worse. My throat feels like melting down. Just like a glass, he steps on my heart brutally. "I feel sorry for you" In the end, my eyes turn cold. I sit up on the floor, inhaling deeply to talk. I hold balance and endure pain together.

"Whoever dares to go against me meets the death end. You soon will do the same. Even if I die here, I will always haunt your nights and days to ruin your so called everything" I chuckle. And his face drops in horror. The petrified gaze he has on satisfies me enough. He gulps.

Putting on a smile to veil the fright.

Well, I truly love him. No, I really LOVED him. But come on. I know my worth. I deserve better. He has made me lost feelings since a long time ago with his actions. He just performed before I could. I was trying to divorce him and live on alone on my own with the clan.

Yet, this jerk acted first. Now, I have been poisoned. I am aware death is approaching. I have to keep my hopes up. "Boast all as you please. But I have lost my feelings after three days of marriage. Among the men I have dated, you were the most boring fucker"

I brag under a smirk.

Now, his smile is nowhere to be found. He has this speechless face on with frustration beneath. "I am sure-" before I could continue, I spit blood out. Shit. The poison is acting up. I have to hurry. "I am certain you will regret your choices every single day after my death" I declare.

"One day, you will discover I am the best woman ever you have had and lost at the same time" A grin tugs at my lips. "If another chance exists, may we cross our each other lives again as I make you suffer and avenge you for this" Due to fury, I have gone pretty insane.

Maybe I have went too far.

Maybe I did say the right things.

But one thing for certain, I will venge him for everything he has done. So please spare me another chance. I need one more opportunity to accomplish my very own last wish. I believe in another life. I believe in another chance. So please. Just offer me one more chance!

With my hands wrapped around my throat, I slowly lose the ability to see things clearly. The blood drips down between my lips. Oh lord, I hate the kind of pain so bad. "Mark my words in your fucking brain. You Will Regret This" I press the words through gritted teeth.

But he only smiles at me from across.

Fucking asshole. I really am coming back just to kill you. I fucking swear. In loathing, I begin to gasp for breath. It is difficult to inhale even. Bit by bit, my body loses energy. Falling onto the floor as my eyes shut. Death. Please spare me another opportunity to avenge.

"Miss Gorgeous, you can open your eyes now" A voice permeates into my ears. Awakening my unconscious body. "Such pretty eyes" As I regain my vision, the tall man sitting on the table enters my sight. He has his legs spread as he crosses his arms. Tilting his head, he flashes a grin.

What the fuck, didn't I just die?

A question crosses my mind. I glance around the area. Neat yet huge floor where I am sitting on the chair across him alone under faint light. Is this perhaps the afterlife? No, it can't be. I peer down at myself. My body isn't tied to the chair yet I can't move around.

This is weird. With this bizarre man, everything at the current is strange. "Where am I?" Rather than querying him who he is, I ask about myself first. No one is more important than myself at the moment. However, my question seems to have tickled the man across me.

His violet-colored eyes formed into moon crescent shape. Smiling at me with full of relish like I stated a joke just now. I did not say anything funny at all. What is this bizarre man's problem? "I am telling you to speak where I am" Repeating my words, I glare.

"Do you want details?"

He raises his right brow. Finally replying but with a query. "Who wouldn't?" I furrow my brows. And he hops down onto the floor. His steps approach me. Now, he stands with a few inches distance between us. His appearance isn't common now that I see clearly.

The violet-colored eyes aren't normal at all. The silver hair is common since hair dye exists. But those eyes are off. Did I get send to hell? "It is my pleasure to encounter a beauty like you, Gorgeous. I am Zander Gavril, a handsome devil also known as" He winks with dimple smile.

Bowing like a royal prince.

What the.

Never have I ever seen a foolish man like him before. "Have you gone insane?" I frown. Only to make him let out a sigh. "You died, Miss Violet" He voices. And I quiet down. How does he know my name? And I really did die after all. "Is this stage to decide where I go after?"

I throw a query beneath a scowl. "Pfft... No, my gorgeous. I am offering you one more chance as you desire" Zander states. Hushing me down in the end. Oh. So, these things exist? "Wait, didn't you address yourself as devil just now?" I ask, earning a nod back from him.

"I thought the angels were the ones who would offer such things like second chance. Why would a devil be here for it?" Doubt doubles. My mind is chaotic. Thoughts are rapidly growing. "Angels?" Zander chuckles. "They used to though. But I am interested in you among all"

His confession makes my upper lip lift in disgust. Is he being dead ass serious? Fuck the devils. This must be a dream. "I better wake up before I hear one more confession from him" Mumble escapes between my lips in vexation. Then a light laughter echoes in the entire floor.

Startling me a bit.

His laughter sounds evil.

Like a wizard who found his target after a long journey. I stare up at him with perplexed gaze and he leans down. Lifting my chin up with his hand. I can't move. I really can't control my body. "I pondered what you would do if I offered a chance. That's why I chose you"

He proclaims. His deep gaze pierces through my confused eyes. "Don't you wish to avenge? I can help you from every way. You only have to fulfill my wishes every single day. That's the contract we are signing, my gorgeous. You can refuse and vanish from world as well"

His dimples deepen.

There is no blade pressing against my throat and yet I feel threatened by his last statement. "Don't sweat, I will still assist you even if you deny my offer" Zander clears the terrifying atmosphere. He seems to catch up with my aura. His fingers stroke my hair as I try to back up.

"So, tell me. What's your choice?" Asking me with his eyes gleaming in thrill, Zander grins. Weird. Everything does not settle with me. Should I trust him? Should I trust this second chance and devil thing? I can't help but suspect all. "I do wish to avenge" A sigh escapes.

I accept to trust this bizarre man.