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.

hang from the ceiling, every

pendants that hang from the huge chandeliers are lit

the archways and pillars, travelling up the walls and surrounding

by the musicians

while since the event had begun, the chattering and

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

grapes, not only did they sparkle, but the hues were that of grapes I

grapes as I talk pleasantly to one of many who have come to congratulate me on my position as the new goddess. “It’s high time that the moon has the grace of a goddess back here… I just hope that Selene’s daughter does justice to that title. Let’s hope that you can handle

first to mention Selene, with most avoiding even mentioning, let alone hinting at her. Almost as if she simply did not exist or, as Soren has told us, dare not speak of her

the

assure you, she will,” Zedkiel says, his hand that rests on

her attention

She says, before she turns

not upset

did, it just means she’s ridiculously sensitive.’

a smile. My Zed… he’s still the same as

yet he stands out, his skin glowing and those lips… Goddess, he has the most beautiful lips,

my lip slightly, admiring him, when

pulls me against his front. The feel of his manhood against my stomach makes my

He murmurs

bottom lip. “Can I

waiting, leaning down and capturing my lips with his own, in a sizzling kiss that

treasuring the kiss before we part.

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

mind?’ He asks through the link. I smile softly and shake

jaw. “You.” I whisper, pecking his lips before I step back.