His Dark Obsession

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 39. Ascension

EVANGELINE.

I have never worn a dress with so many jewels, yet at the same time feel as light as I do. The lightweight shimmering silver fabric somehow holds the tiny diamonds that adorn it, despite how flimsy the fabric appears to me. The skirt that flares at my thighs seems to float around my feet, as it hugs my thighs.

It is strapless and attached to the back, is a glimmering darker silver fluid-looking fabric, that trails on the ground behind me.

Unlike the dress which contains only tiny jewels, this top layer contains diamonds in several colours, different shades of reds, greys and clear diamonds. All combined to create a beautiful design on the trail.

My neck, arms and ears are glittering with jewels, and upon my head is a matching crown.

The only makeup I am wearing is a deep red coloured lipstick. My hair is styled in a small quiff to hold my tiara, the rest is left open, glittering with tiny jewels.

The huge hall is full of powerful figures, high lords, gods, and goddesses.

I may not have been here for long, but I’m able to fit in and hold my ground, even when I know half of these immortals are looking down upon me. Yet it all comes so naturally to me now.

As for Zed, He may not be born a god, but he is one, and he stands by my side fearlessly and confidently, challenging anyone to dare try to insult me.

None do outright, and those who make subtle jabs, cast him one look before they fall back.

Yet I know the way the game is played here, direct shots are never fired, and if someone insults another, it’s repaid with curses, vengeance or judgement. Not with mere words.

A room full of beautiful people who can be equally dangerous…

Magic and power wrap around them like a cloak. For some, it’s like a protective shield and for others, another precious possession.

Everything before me makes me realise that there is not simply one person in power, but many who contribute to the bigger picture. Along with it, it is the cause of many clashes.

from the

chandeliers are lit with glowing lights that sparkle as

silver flowers intertwine around the archways and pillars, travelling up the walls and surrounding the

is soft yet powerful, orchestrated by the musicians on

it hits deep, just as everything here does. It has been a while since the event had begun, the chattering and bustle far more relaxed

then we drank and snacked on delicacies I cannot even name, fruit that tasted far better than anything I

sparkle, but the hues were

to congratulate me on my position as the new goddess. “It’s high time that the moon has the

she simply did not exist or, as Soren has told us, dare not speak of her as it is

here is a woman, not caring about that. With her long black hair, a jewelled star embedded in the

will,” Zedkiel says, his hand that rests on my waist,

her attention turning

says, before

did not upset her.’

it just

he’s still the same as he always has been. I just

and black pants. He wears no jewellery, yet he stands out, his skin glowing and those lips… Goddess, he has the most beautiful lips, not to

lip slightly, admiring him, when suddenly his goldy-green

his manhood against my stomach

staring.” He

reach up, placing my hand on his jaw as I brush my thumb over his bottom lip. “Can I not

my lips with his

a moan, treasuring the kiss before we part. A sexy smirk crosses his lips, and I hug him

to accept both Evelyn and I, but of course, I will always want him to look at

the

I whisper, pecking his lips before