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The Siren and the Demon Chapter 7

“You are so beautiful. Gill looked up at the woman sitting on his lap. "I hadn't realized how beautiful you are before. I don't know what has changed last night.”

“You started to See me under a different light." Kazarina answered. She leaned towards his ear. "And a good light makes a great difference.”

"Those spotlights were doing wonders for you if I am being honest.” He smirked. "Both metaphorically and literally.”

“You yourself didn't look too bad either.” She stroked his cheek lightly with feather like tips of her fingers and slowly moved them to the back of his neck. She could feel the hand climbing from her knee towards her hips. "Maybe it was the... maybe it vas the tuxedo. Not sure.”

He kissed her and she immediately felt his tongue deep inside her mouth. His Fingers took a good grab of her hair and pulled down, exposing her neck for him as a small moan escaped her lips.

"We need to... We need to talk about this." She murmured out of her breath as he mibbled her neck.

About what ?" He whispered.

“This." There was urgency in her voice. Yet, her fingers were still playing with his hair. She was taking short, noisy breaths. He could feel her pulse pumping Just under his lips. "Hou are we gonna…how are we gonna hide this?"

“You Just Jump to conclusions.”

"You don't wanna have sex again?”

“Of Course I do.”

“Then we need to talk about how we are gonna hide it from everyone.”

Gill slowly pulled away and gulped.

"I mean you jumped to the conclusion that we would hide it. "

Kazarina looked down, surprised. "What else are we gonna do?” She giggled. "Tell everyone that we are boyfriend-girlfriend?”

“Would that be so horrible for you?”

“No-it's Just... " She stopped, unable to form the proper sentences that would express her. "I don’t think it would be a good look for either of us. We... we are rivals, Gill. Rivals don't make out. "

She Sighed "Plus, this is more physical than, you know, emotional; don't you think?”

Gill blinked. "Yes. Yes, I mean. Of course it is.”

"Exactly.“ Kazarina was so calm that you would think she was talking about a glass of water. "And we need to set up a few rules if we are gonna go around behind everyone’s back.”

His hand grasped her waist for a few seconds. Then it slowly slipped up to her breast. Another moan escaped her when she felt her flesh being squeezed. His hand then went up, his fingers finding their place on her neck.

She could feel the pressure, yet it wasn't tight enough to make her breath stop, at least not yet, she thought.

She put her chin up without breaking eye contact, not even for a second. “Later.” She whispered. "Be patient."

"Fine" He murmered as she slided over to the chair next to his.

"We've got time, don't we?”

“Exactly.” She turned to him and hung her legs down from his knees. She took her mug in her hands as he put his elbows on her upper legs.

“So. " He sighed. "You are the strategist. What are your suagestions?”

She sipped her coffee. "We should Keep acting like how we have always acted.” She said. “The same attitude. The same amount of disagreements. If we suddenly start getting along, they’ll know. If we start to get into too many arguments, they’ll know.”

“So you say we stage a performance. Okay. What else?"

"We should pay extra attention to the security of our communication channels now. And, no flirting on digital plalforms. Just tell me that We need to have a meeting about this and that, and I'l know. And no physical contact when the others are around, obviously. Keep your distance.”

“And where are we gonna meet? Would your lab do?"

It might, but it is too much of an open space. Not private enough. Actually, nowhere in the palace is private enough.”

“How about our own apartments in there?”Members of the 12 Orders were given apartments in the Palace instead of bedrooms. An apartment was formed by a few luxury rooms.

“No. I mean anyone could see me walk into far apartment.” She said. "I think your house is the best option we have."

“Its location is more secure, right?”

“Yes. Mine is too close to the palace. Yours would be much harder to stalk.”

Gill shrugged. "Great. Then it's settled.”

Kazarina smiled, "Yes it. is.”

She leaned on to kiss him but her phone started ringing.

“Oh, come on!”

Gill laughed slowly. "I think you should answer that.”

Kazarina sighed. “Hello, Stoica.”

“How is our award - winning mad scientist this morning?" Stoica chirped.

"I feel fine. You know, a little tired but fine." "0h, so you had fun, didn’t you?” Stoica responded, laughing.

Kazarina made eye contact with Gill, who was grinning.

“Sure it did.”

“And your date looked familiar too. Tell me, how the hell did that happen?”

“I needed a good looking man to put on my arm and he happened to be available.”

“Kazarina, that ginger head is not good looking.”

Gill showed his middle finger to the phone as Kazarina laughed.

“Oh, come on. Cut him some slack. He is not ugly.”

“Whatever you say, Kaz. Hey, are we still getting Margaritas tonight?”

“Can we do it after tomorrow? Regular place.”

“Sure.”

“Okay, great.”

“I gotta go now, See ya!” He said with an energetic tone and hung up.

Kazarina turned to Gill. “You weren’t supposed to witness that.”

“That little shit!”

“Yeah, it makes me sad that I can’t tell him about last night. I am dying to see his reaction.”

“You need to be careful with the margaritas, or you might slip.” He smiled. “And also, since when you two are this close?”

“We have always been. It just wasn’t as visible as you and Airzel, I guess.” She stoped for a second. “We are not gonna tell him either though, right?”

“Right. Let's just keep it to ourselves.”

“My dirty little secret. I like that idea.” She leaned towards him and they kissed, without interuption this time. “Are you sure you don't feel like eating?" She whispered, her fingers tangled in his hair.

He smirked. “Actually, I could use some breakfast, now that you mentioned.”

Without another word, she pushed his head down, watching as he obediently kneeled in front of her.

“I am gonna take a shower." Kazarina murmured as her hands cupped his face. “You are not gonna be bored, are you?” “No, I need to make a phone call, then I plan on ordering us some pizza.”

“Sounds good.” She said and kissed him one last time before walking away.

As soon as he heard her door locked, he grabbed his phone.

Even though he was too proud to admit, relaxing for the last 24 hours made him realize that he had treated Zenet like a jerk last time they spoke. Seeing her getting so anxious broke his heart. Since it was Barodius’ brilliant idea to “motive” the junior members, he could not tell her the truth about her friends’ “deaths”. Knowing they were not actually dead would make her feel a lot better.

“Hello?” The young girl answered the phone.

“Hi. How are you?”

“Im fine, I guess, I am dying my hair.”

“Oh, so you are at the hair salon?"

“Pft, no. I am not paying the hair salon to dye my hair.” She exhaled. "I am doing it on my own.”

“Oh, okay. Are you going for a different color?”

"No, Just covering the roots. The red streaks started to show, you know.”

“Would you use your natural color if it was, you know?”

“Probably yeah, I mean, it looks good and it looks unique, so yeah, I would. Why do ya ask?"

“No reason.” He stopped to listen to the Other side of the line for a moment. He could hear the rock music playing in the background.

“Are you free tonight? Do you want to stay at my place?”

Zenet stopped for a second. She did go over to her dad’s house to spend the night every now and then. It was so awkward in the beginning. But with each night spent, she started to enjoy this bonding attempt more than she’d like to admit.

Her eyes turned to her nightstand, on which stand the vodka bottle in all its glory.

“I have plans tonight. Would tomorrow night do?”

“Sure.” Gill said right before the glimpse of the notification on Kazarina’s phone got his attention.

He was not the type of man who would check his girlfriend's phone. Especially when she was not even his girlfriend. Yet, the notification read: "2 New messages from Nurzak.”

What could she have anything to do with that old man? He knew he could not unlock the phone, and it drew him crazy.

“Hey? Are you there ? Hello?"

"Yes Zenet, I am here. Uh- what were you saying?”

“I said would tomorrow night do?”

“Sure. I gotta go now."

“Okay, bye.”

She hung up without waiting for an answer.

It was well late into the night when Gill finally left. 03.27, to be exact.

She closed the door after him and turned around with a sigh, leaning her back to the door.

She felt the lingering nervousness under all the lust and and excitement come into the surface. She hadn't realized just how much she wanted him to like her.

She felt like an actress, playing another version of herself. Best possible version. Softest. Prettiest. Most feminine. The most lovable version.

She hoped he hadn't realized how much time she spent in the shower; putting on her most expensive body lotions, oils, perfume.

Then doing her hair, putting different products on it, creating “beach waves” that look like she had just woken up like that naturally.

And make up, of course. Nothing too flashy, a “no make up” look that would cover all the imperfections on her face and give her a natural glow; long lashes, rosy cheeks, glossy lips…

She spent an hour and a half hiding in the bathroom, trying to look effortlessly beautiful for him.

Lumagrowl flew up to her. They shared a silent moment.

“Don’t give me that look, Lumagrowl.”

“Get out of that lingerie and put on some real clothes, Kazarina. I feel cold looking at you.”

Her eyes turned down to her matching underwear, satin robe and bare feet. He was right.

She turned to him. “Do I look good?”

Lumagrowl sighed. “Very. Way too good for him, in fact.”

“That’s what I was trying for.”

“How aspirational.” He said as she walked towards her dressing room. She put on her pajamas, socks and slippers to stop her slight shivering.

And as she changed her clothes, her mind replayed their last encounter.

It was in the heat of the lustful moment, during the very middle of the act when he put his fingers on her chin and turned her face to him.

“You are so pretty.” He whispered. “You look like the Barbie doll.”

The feminist in Kazarina was dead.

“Your Barbie doll.” she whispered back. “My Barbie doll.” He repeated before french kissing her. “All mine.”

He grabbed her hair and pushed her head to the pillow. She gasped. He caressed her hair.

For a split second, she wondered if he pushed her head to take his upheaped anger out of her but when she felt the strokes on her hair, she found it hot and the th feeling of lust took her ability to think until she came off of her high.

She took the leftover pizza from the fridge and started to eat on the kitchen island.

Lumagrowl was flying to her once again, with her buzzing phone this time.

“Who even is it at this hour? Kazarina asked.

“Nurzak.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Yes?”

"Kazarina. I have been trying to reach up to you for hours! Why don’t you answer my texts?!”

“Nurzak, it is 4 am!”

“You should text people back then!" He sighed and continued with a calmer tone. “I thought you were caught, somehow.”Kazarina rubbed her eye. “I was busy, that's all."

“We are gonna stage a coup in a few days, what else can you even be be busy with?"

“You should speak louder, we don’t want anyone to feel left out.”

“I am not at the palace. Anywoy, we should discuss some details.”

“I was gonna ask you to meet me in person to do that. Would tomorrow evening do?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s settled. Now go to bed, old man!”

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