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 ceiling, every arch and engraving

chandeliers are lit with glowing lights

archways and pillars, travelling up the walls

orchestrated by the musicians

does. It has been a while since the event had begun, the

I cannot even

sparkle, but the hues were that of grapes I have never

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 the responsibilities that come

her. Almost as if she simply did not exist or, as

in the centre of her

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

smiles faintly, her

so.” She says, before

not

I mean, if we did, it just means she’s ridiculously sensitive.’

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

in a white embroidered shirt, and black pants. He wears no jewellery, yet he stands out, his skin glowing and those lips… Goddess, he has the most

bite my lip slightly, admiring him, when suddenly his

manhood against my stomach makes my core clench with

He murmurs

my thumb over his bottom lip. “Can I not stare at

down and capturing my lips with his own,

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

but of

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

I whisper, pecking his lips