27. Retribution.

Crunched on the blue mat in the middle of the gym, with hair sticking to her skin drenched with sweat, Que finally realized what Zeus meant by tomorrow is going to be a tedious day

"Even sloths can do better than this, Que. Faster, lift yourself up, your knees shouldn't touch the mat. GO." He tapped the mat with a long dry wooden straw. The straw he'd used to chestise her whenever she accidentally support herself on her elbows or knees, which was all the time. Looking at the straw in front of her, she raised her blurry gaze to his face which wasn't very far from his crunched position in front of her.

Hate could only be the word that could describe her current feeling for him.

From his perfect feminine face to his sultry voice, his perfectly steroid body and even his fake straight hair which he'd dyed and cut. Oh, yes, he had cut his hair. It is now styled in a funky black mohawk in the middle of his head looking like a true devil.

Isn't he too old for this? Who is he trying to fool?

His pants which was clearly suffocating his family jewels where so tight she wondered if they could actually breathe, and was topless from the up which was covered in tattoos.

"Waterworks doesn't work on me sweetheart. Your puppy eyes are not going to save you from doing your push ups. Get to work." He knocked the straw on her fingers and got up.

She was in the gym, on a light blue mat doing 50 push ups. This was her very first task which she had to accomplish given by her oh so dearly tutor aka Zues the devil. He had pranced in as early as six. She had just showered and came in for her morning karate training with Chris. They had berely said their greetings when he had join, kicking Chris out in the process. He had declared that from today onwards, he is going to be her tutor and she was forbidden to ask anything from the rest of his sobordinates.

That was how she had ended up in this situation.

Pushing herself off her elbows, her muscles spasm and she fell on her stomach flat. She regret alot of things, alot of things. And among them, telling him about her training was currently on the top. Now he was punishing her for it. What had she done to deserve this! She only wanted to get stronger, not become a body builder like him! It wouldn't be bad if she could, but the problem is she couldn't. Can't he see that?

He is only going to kill her if this continues. Sadly, he is hearing none of this, it must be his other ways of punishing her.

"What happened? Are you tired already? What happened to the high spirits from earlier when I came in? You were very enthusiastic when you were telling Chris you've mastered your moves?"

"I... I can't do this.."

"You can and you will. Get up before I make you."

What a small minded person. If she knew this would happen, she wouldn't have come to the gym today. She was indeed very enthusiastic in the morning, anticipating her next moves with Chris. Little did she know that the devil was waiting for her.

"Mrs Menalik, if you didn't get up right this second I'll be deducing five more points from your none existence point. Making a total of minus 50 point. At this rate you'll be fired by the end of the month." Que who was originally ignoring him and decided to take a nap opened her eyes.

"What? When did I accumulate so much negative marks?"

"Surprised? Last night when you made me stand in the rain, did you think I'll let it go just like that?"

"But I thought... I cleaned the car last night." she whispered. He narrowed his eyes.

"You have 15 more push ups. They would not do themselves." He walked back to a bench and sat, crossing his legs.

"I can't, please my lord. My arms are not strong. Can I punch that bag instead?"

"No. You need to train your muscles and strengthen your arms. Stop wasting my time."

Que closed her eyes and focus on the task at hand. Wasting his time? Who asked for his help? Isn't he here on his own initiative just to torture her?

Seeing she was obediently doing as he ask without complaining, he took out his phone which had been vibrating in his pocket.

"What?"

"Lord, we couldn't locate the seals." Zed's voice rang from the other end.

"What did you mean you couldn't locate the seals? Those hounds are coming in through gates of hell and you cannot locate them?"

"We've had leads but whenever we arrive at the place, it was empty and the trace vanish."

"Hell horns." He cursed.

"My Lord, I know someone that could help. But..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Zed? I gave you an order and I don't care how you carry it out. Just gave me the results for fuck's sake. I'm not your mother!" He cut off the line pinching the space between his brows.

So lord help him, he is going to murder someone. Nothing is going according to plan. Nothing. Clenching his fist, he rammed it to the machine next to him.

Nothing, ever since a certain someone decided to enslave him. He glared at her, feeling a bitterness in his heart. She'll be the death of him.

Que who was feeling as if she'll pass out jumped when the machine was slammed to the other side of the room. She'd heard everything he'd said and connected the dots together. He was talking about gates of hell, the one she'd had witness closing after those mini demons had crossed over.

She had forgotten about it when she met him last night and he hadn't gave her a time to talk, she could've told him. Thinking about how much she had suffered at his hand and how urgent it seems, it would be a good time to tell him now.

She had no idea what the other person told him to make him this angry, presumably they couldn't locate the gates. Wouldn't she get reward if she saved the day? Hey, he might even be generous and give her points! Not to mention he'll be so occupied that he'll forget about her and this so called torturous training.

"Ahem..." She sat on the mat crossing her legs as she turned to face him. He was glaring at her. Well, she was used to that, he is always glaring at things.

"My Lord.." she said coyishly blinking her eyes at him. "Were you looking for the gates of hell?"

"Who asked you to stop?" The girl has completely dropped her about to die act and was now all smiles as if she'd been given a treasure. He knew she was upto no good.

"Last night I came a across a hole through which the demons cross over. I was too frightened that I forgot to tell you untill now. Forgive me, I'll carry on with my task."

"Are you messing with me?" He voice was dangerous.

"I don't dare."

"What are you talking about."

"No need for my lord to worry. This one will just cqrry on with her task and wouldn't bother you anymore."

"Que, so help me god if you didn't answer me, I'm going to...." he inhaled getting worked up then sighed.

"What did you see?" Seeing that he was getting angry, she decided to stop messing with him and told him everything that happened from the time she arrived at the alley uptill the time they disappeared and she came out running.

His face wasn't looking good by the time she was done.

"And you didn't feel the need to tell me this untill now?"

"I told you, I had forgotten. Last night you were so angry I thought you were going to die. I'm not stupid to approach a sleeping tiger."

"This isn't over."

"Of course." How can it be over when she hasn't received her reward yet.

"I'll be waiting here for lord when he got back. I'll finish all my task." she said like a good girl hoping he'll just disappear and let her be.

"Waiting for who? Get your flat butt over here, we are going together."