The Demon Lord's Lover

We head towards an elevator that was in the middle of two spiraling staircases. “Wow, climbing to the top of those would make for a great leg day.” We then step into the elevator, but Dante hits the stop button. “You did great out there; I am so proud of you.” He looks at me and licks his lips. “Have you ever had sex in an elevator before?” I shake my head, “Neither have I; I want to give you some of my firsts.”

He grabs me by my waist and kisses me deeply and briefly. “But first, I want you to get settled in and meet the people that work directly under me. You’ve already met Marco.” He grimaces when he said his name, then presses the floor number. “I have so much I want to show you, this is a different world from what you are used to, and it will be your new home.” We step out of the elevator and head down an eery-looking corridor. “If this doesn’t scream evil, I don’t know what does.”

I state; Dante smiles. “Glad you like it, babe.” We stop at the end of the corridor, and some else approaches us. “So is this the famous mate of Dante the great?” I turn to the voice to see a white-haired woman wearing a tight fit black dress, she held her hand out, but something about her hand told me not to shake it. “If you think I would accept just anyone as my mate, you truly don’t know me, Celine.”

He then pushes her hand out of the way and stands in front of me. Whoa, she is on a whole other level than the other chick. “Smart girl, let’s see how long you last. Oh, I hear Draco is looking for you. Better watch your back princess, it was nice to see you again, Dante. Too bad you’re tied down; I would have loved some fun like the old times’ sake.”

She then leaves at that. I don’t think I like her. Dante turns to face me. “I’m sorry about that baby, she- I had a reputation, I’m not like that anymore. I can get rid of all of them if you want. They won’t stop bothering you, especially her.” I shake my head. “Where is our room?” He gestures to the door behind us. Once opened, I am welcomed by the most elegant bedroom I’ve ever seen.

Suppose you can even call it a bedroom. To the left was a desk set up to be an office that I would assume to be separated by a partition. In the back middle of the room was a huge red and black canopy bed. To the right of the room were two doors, one leading to a walk-in closet that was practically another bed and the other led to the bathroom.

I head towards the bathroom. There was a double sink and a decent shower, and a door that led elsewhere. I opened the door to find another bathroom, but this one just had a huge jacuzzi tub. I stood there in awe for a moment then headed back into the bedroom. “This is incredible. Why haven’t you taken me here before?”

He starts undressing. “You weren’t ready, but we have to get ready for this stupid dinner so I can introduce you to everyone.” He is standing in his boxers and motions to me. “Before I became the Demon Lord, I was the leader of a group called ‘The Order of Cane.’

I snickered at the name. “I didn’t come up with it; some people just started calling themselves that. And I became curious to see what kind of lunatics would claim my name, turned out they were a few random demons that banned together and respected what I did. I am an evil person, not sure what they saw, but they saw something, so they are with me now.”

Dante looks at me, seemingly lost in thought. “What is it?” He smirks, “I am contemplating whether we should skip dinner or not.” I squint my eyes. “I would like to see what kind of followers the leader of ‘The Order of Cane’ has,” I said teasingly, removing my clothes and heading for the bathroom. “I’ll shower first. I know if you join me, you won’t behave so, sit tight, Demon Lord.”

That had to have been the best shower ever; I exit the bathroom wrapped in a towel. “I got the maids to pick something for you to wear. It’s over there on the bed. Naila, you can’t just walk out in a towel and not expect me to want to take you where you stand.” I roll my eyes and walk over to the bed. “Go take your shower, Dante. We can romp around on the bed later; I might need to destress after meeting your comrades.”

He smiled and headed to the bathroom to take his shower. I swear he is going to be the end of me. I look over at the dress on the bed; it is a long fitted red and black with a split going up the side. “Wow, this is sexy.” I go in the drawers and grab some underwear, black lace g-string. I put the dress on, and it surprisingly fits perfectly; I then start to work on my hair, flat ironing it straight as a needle.

I don’t usually use makeup, so I add some mascara and deep red lipstick. “Now for shoes….” Walking into the walk-in closet, which is the size of my old apartment, I am stunned. Get it together, Naila; this is your life now. I look for some shoes to match my outfit. I ended up picking red stilettos. “These ought to do it.”

I must have spent a while looking in the closet because when I exit, Dante is already dressed in black slacks, a white Tee, and a sleeveless black vest, with some black dress shoes. His hair is in its usual tousled state, but I think he added gel, and god, his cologne smells so good. I am just standing there basking in all his sexiness when he looks at me and smiles.

“We can still skip dinner, and Naila babe, you look so fucking sexy in that dress; we should hurry up and leave. I give myself less than five minutes before I lose control and fuck you hard.” I swallow, my face blushing, my heart racing, and my panties getting wet with each word he just said. I hurry to the dresser, pick a perfume and spritz myself.

“Okay, you sexy ass Demon Lord, let’s go.” He then leads me to the dining hall, which can hold thousands of people for the record. There were several long tables in rows and one long table perpendicular to the other ones. Dante leads me to that one, and we sit dead center facing everyone. I can feel the stares and hear the comments.

’Is she supposed to be the new Lady?’

‘I thought Dante didn’t take mates.’

‘He must have felt sorry about her parents; they probably aren’t even real mates.’

‘She would have been dead by now.’

‘Celine would have made a way better mate than her, poor her, tch they have been through so much too. I wouldn’t mind Celine to be the Lady beside Dante.’

I felt Dante grab my hand and rub my palm reassuringly; that seemed to calm me down for the time being. He then leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Don’t mind those naysayers. They just haven’t had anything to gossip about in a while, but if you want, I can kill them say the word. If they are talking bad about you, then they are talking bad about me, and I won’t stand for that.”